Somehow the world must have shifted upside down
Got my feet in the clouds
While my hands reach for the buildings of the town
I try so hard to take one step, fall skyward and drift back
I get so high on your storming mind
 [bad word] on a sweet, sweet hurricane
You’re on a horse, I’m on a plane
And [bad word] on a cotton candy hurricane
 [bad word] on a sweet, sweet hurricane
While we’re trapped in cellophane
And [bad word] on a cotton candy hurricane

I feel so weak in the knees
With you here in the eye of a colourful swirl of sense
And when the music begins it’s dragging us in for a spin
My heart is floating above my head, big gas balloon in shining red
Listening spellbound by that magic sound

Yeah, [bad word] on a sweet, sweet hurricane
You’re on a horse, I’m on a plane
And [bad word] on a cotton candy hurricane
 [bad word] on a sweet, sweet hurricane
While we’re trapped in cellophane
And [bad word] on a cotton candy hurricane

The glance of your eyes can bring dolphins across the skies
You look into me through my disguise and set the furniture on fire
Let rain pour on me and cut the wire and I will fly away
Let rain pour on me and cut the wire and I will float away
Into the landscapes of your mind [bad word] on a sweet, sweet hurricane
You’re on a horse, I’m on a plane
And [bad word] on a cotton candy hurricane
 [bad word] on a sweet, sweet hurricane
Glide along on whispering rain
And [bad word] on a cotton candy hurricane
You make me feel like, oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah [bad word] on a sweet, sweet hurricane
Glide along on whispering rain
And [bad word] on a cotton candy hurricane