Storm Large Under You
It's time now for the show
Put on my makeup, away I go
I'll say a prayer
That I will see you out there
So when the show is done
You’ll take my hand, away we'll run
Along home, to make supper
So we can eat each other
My lover, I'd rather be
Under than getting over you
That way, you will never lose me ever
My lover, I'd rather be
Under than over you
That way you will never lose me
Blank staring at the road
Eighty miles to Idaho
There's too much nothing in me but caffeine
My eyes strain to stay open
Fantasies, memories, hopes, and
Thoughts of you flow through my waking dreams
Boise’s up ahead
Gotta wake the boys and get
All the gear and get the show on
Broken hearts still beat and go on
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
That way, you'll never lose me ever
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
That way, you'll never lose me
Oh I'm coughing up my lungs
All curled up on the bus
Fever staring in my cup of tea
And now we're back in California
"Hey Storm, five minute warning"
Everybody’s waiting there for me
This here is my life
Wasn't made to be nobody's wife
Though I could love you always
And I will love you always
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
That way, you'll never lose me ever
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
That way, you'll never lose me ever
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This is how we met, my friend
Rock and roll, the road, and endless nights
In a hotel bed
And I'll never forget
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
Oh
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
(Ah, ah, ah)
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
Oh that way, you’ll never lose me ever
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
That way, you’ll never ever ever, oh
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over
My lover, I would rather be
Under than getting over you
