Storm brewing on the inside
Storm chasing me as I ride
As I ride, as I ride
This must be what dreams feel like
Face pointed toward the sunshine
But its real life, real life
Don't you wake me (baby lemme tell you something bout it)
I said lately (you know I'ma have you working for it)
I've been making out alright
Storm brewing over this town
Storm squaring up to throw down
To throw down, to throw down
Wood cabin on the hillside
You're still a thorn in my side
But it's alright, it's alright
Red rocks that offer their time
Stars offer up all their shine
And it's all mine, it's all mine