Brainstorm

You wake up like a hungry tiger
With your shopping bag in your hand
Surprise, surprise
Revenge was the night
And all your money turned into sand
You'll run till you stop in a gateway
With your loving heart beating alone
Nurses of mercy won't cover this issue
Jesus is calling and you pick up the phone
Slow down, those are passions
Running like birds over our heads
And the question is - will we allow them
To make their luxurious nests in our beds
Slow down, those are passions
Running like birds over our heads
And the question is –
Who drives us?