Lou Heneise

Lyrics

This little hurricane
Is winding north again
But that mighty Holy Roller
Is going to be my friend

I opened my eyes to see
the soul staring back at me
And deep down below the fight
A roaring call to shine some light

So don't you cry, cause you and I
Know that we can't stay
You only hold the things you have
When you give them away

There's work to do, and the world needs you
More than me
And in my dreams, I hear them scream
If you love something
You set it free

So you can call your merchant ships
Back home to shore
We've said goodbye, and now it's time
For going to war

So this little hurricane
Is winding north again
But that mighty Holy Roller
Is gonna be my friend.