All About Looking For Hurricanes

I was walking down the old blind alley

Alien eyes open, looking for hurricanes

And the woman walking the other side struck me as breezy.

Well, if I never did meet another like her

I'd keep my heart in place.

And the hole she bored through it with her smile

Felt like acid rain with a sweet refrain

All about looking out for hurricanes.

I was moving like a trolley in a whirlwind

Dining out,

 looking for hurricanes

And her eyes turned into a forest fire at a fire sale.

Well if I never did meet another like her

I'd keep my mind in place

But the noise spoke through 

and my Aprils and my Junes

Blew like a Martian in a matinee

All about looking for hurricanes.