Story Behind the Song
Hurricane Floyd was coming up the Jersey Coast, I was playing my piano solo gig and had a difficult ride home and I was going through a divorce at the time........and there you have it!ˇ
Lyrics
FLOYD
Life is a mess, suppose to be free
Don’t know what’s bugging me
Floyd’s up the coast, rain hitting hard
Driving down route 80, trucks drowning my car
Passed by your booth on my break
You looked up, cheese dripped from your face
Caught you off guard, still said hello
You look familiar, I don’t know
Didn’t eat dinner again, singing , playing, I’m done in
Drive home, angel by my side
Get in my room, I want to hide
Chorus
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Sometimes I cry out your name
Storms on it’s way, 5,4, now 3
Everyone evacuated, except me
Crowd in the bar, came out in the rain
They ate real late, I keep playin
Drove home hearing melodies
Still feeling melancholy
Alone in my bed,
confused in my head
Overcome with this feeling
Better not said
Chorus
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Sometimes I fall to my knees
New love doesn’t call , 4 days in a row
Count down to goodbyes, final document you know
He’s in AA, therapy twice a week
One year tears , I still have to weep
Ab-
Lost my best friend, left my home
Left my cats, on my own
Eyes cloudy, still can’t see
Where’s the vision initiated by me?
Chorus
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Sometimes I have to Pray
Storm passed, things fly by my head
Headed to England, debris in my bed
People in boats driving down streets
The sun is bright
I’m on my feet
Chorus
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Sometimes an answer is heard
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