I've been feeling under the weather There's a big black cloud and it's hiding me from me I'd never trade in my guitar for an umbrella, But I'd let it go, let it go, let it go. So I leave 10 thousand miles Between me and the world I know I ride and no bed to small I leave, so I can come back home I will accept the wind and rain. I'll be back in a hurricane. Wait for me, wait for me It's not too late for me I'll be back in a hurricane Wait for me, wait for me It's not too late for me I'll be back in a hurricane I've been getting lost in different seasons Automatically I lost my spring And the only summer I have to believe in Is winter cold, winter cold, winter cold And now I'm 5 thousand miles away From where I shoud be I get a taxi to 8th Street And now I'm on my way I will accept the wind and rain And I'll be back in a hurricane. Wait for me, wait for me It's not too late for me I'll be back in a hurricane Wait for me, wait for me It's not too late for me I'll be back in a hurricane Won't stop till I see the sun I won't jump the gun But I let it go, let it go, let it go Won't stop till I see the sun As the colours run But I let it go, let it go, let it go. Wait for me, wait for me It's not too late for me I'll be back in a hurricane Wait for me, wait for me It's not too late for me I'll be back in a hurricane.