Eye of the Storm

Waiting in the eye of the storm isn't easy you know
Already been through hell
Waiting for the rest to blow
That's the thing you never know
When to stay or when to go

And in the eye your cool eyes not revealing
But you're seething
I'm in the eye still rapid breathing
Not believing
What my eyes are seeing
But then again that's no surprise
See my reflection in your cool eyes

Waiting you never know
When to stay or when to go
Already been through hell
Waiting for the rest to blow
In the eye, in the eye of the storm I've come to know