Peace while at home alone.
Until he storms in like a cyclone
Loud voices, the meaning unknown
Tempest escalating in a tropical zone.

The first thunder claps
Just the nightly routine back on track
Wind blows away, he makes for the stair
Wants to share his pain, it’s only fair
Little time to prepare as I gasp for air
The belt comes out, can only lay in despair
Just his idea of tender loving care

Homework, doing my three times two’s
That’s the number of the new bruise
But it’s really nothing new
My whole body black and blue like a tattoo
Storm bursts threw the clouds out of the blue
Try to hide but the rain soaks right through

Just waiting in the calm before the storm
But all I want is the weather when it’s warm
It’s not a question of whether he will reign over me
Only a matter of how bad the storm will be

Standing in a field waiting to be struck
By the wrath of a man who can barely make a buck
Tales he tells of her are all lies
She’s gone with the wind but he was taken by surprise

In a life full of ice I need some heat
Got to go somewhere or else take a beat
Look over my should but I got to keep running
Because a sunny day is a long time coming