Into the Storm

There goes my basement down the embankment
There goes my Ernie doll over the waterfall
In my favorite chair, but I don’t care,
And I don’t need it.
Freedom flies like drops of rain.
This love is like a hurricane.
Just close your eyes,
And keep holding on -
As we ride into the storm.
There goes my backup plan.
There goes my minivan.
There goes my fear and insecurity.
There goes my pride over the side.
‘Cause I don’t need it.
Freedom flies like drops of rain.
This love is like a hurricane.
Just close your eyes,
And keep holding on -
As we ride into the storm.
As we ride into the storm.
We ride home.