Hurricane jane

Call me Hurricane Jane, Dry season's over, here comes the rain, Sweeping over your plain, blazing as I go Call me Hurricane Jane, This kind of weather's hard to contain, Nothing's ever the same, when I start to blow Far from home, lonely time Thinking about, you and I Pictures form in my mind, all of them remain. Here I go like before, signs that I can't ignore. Close my eyes, cue the storm Ready for the change...call me.