My mind is racing all the timenAnd where it's going I don't know but I don't mindnAnd all the aching in her eyesnCouldn't tell you half the story if they triednBut she just stands there on highnAnd lays me low againnLightning flashes in the skynBehind those clouds and it surrounds us on all sidesnYeah there's a storm that's closing tightnAnd we both know we're in the eyenBut she just stands there on highnAnd lays me low againnAll those ghosts they line the shore nownWaving red flags in my mindnSaying, Get out of that river, child…nThere's no telling where it windsnAnd the wind blows by my bodynAs I float downstream so lightnThere is nothing quite as lovelynAs the way they all go white