I blow into town, babe
I do my worst, its true
If I dont ruin everything
Baby, Ill come back to you
Baby, Ill come back to you
You run off to the desert
Try to make yourself small
I might do a little damage
But you always take my call
And I come in like a cannonball
Ive been that way my whole life
Sweet as honeysuckle
When you want a pocketknife
And if you keep calm in my hurricane
I might keep it at bay
But I know youll love me anyway
If I stand in the shadows
When you say something true
Well, I might try to argue
But baby, Ill come back to you
Baby, Ill come back to you
You stand in the great wide open
Try to hear yourself think
I can learn to wait for you
Ride it out with som peace
But I come in lik a cannonball
Ive been that way my whole life
Sweet as honeysuckle
When you want a pocketknife
And if you keep calm in my hurricane
I might keep it at bay
But I know youll love me anyway
Baby, Ill come back to you
Baby, Ill come back to you
Baby, Ill come back to you
Baby, Ill come back to you
Come back to you