Perfect Storm

Baby, why don't you hit me with lightning, So I can bottle it up and save it for a rainy day, Baby, you know this loving is frightening, But it's only calm before the tempest gets on it's way. We could be the perfect storm, I feel it coming and it won't be long, We could be the perfect storm, So let it rain. Baby, why don't you show me your thunder, So I can put it on the shelf and dust it when the sky goes black, Baby, your loving makes me wonder, If I step outside will I ever feel the need to turn back.