Brewing Up a Storm

Honey if the truth hurts don't look it might go away It's easy to pretend that life is a rosy bouquet I don't need a platter I'll take it straight from the shelf Give it to me raw I'll take it home and cook it myself Brewing up a storm, brewing up a storm Brewing up inside and his eyes are wild And it can't go on Brewing up a storm Can't afford to lose touch Can't afford to lose control The doors are open wide And the wind blows a bitter cold Man holds a mystery someone else holds the key It's a shame they're the same The answer doesn't have to be Brewing up a storm, brewing up a storm Brewing up inside and his eyes are wild And it can't go on Brewing up a storm Fire in your eyes, in your head, fire in your touch But I can't shout fire 'cos I love you too much The race is on the message is in your soul As a thousand thoughts a second now explode Brewing up a storm, brewing up a storm Brewing up inside and his eyes are wild And it can't go on Brewing up a storm Da da da da, da da da, da da da da Da da da da, da da da, da da da da Da da da da, da da da, da da da da He's brewing up a storm