City Storms - The Cribs

Guess the power’s on the slide

On the lower East side

Feel the pressure rolling in

You’ve been gone for hours now

When every second counts

'Cos I won’t be around for too long

And now I’m scared of the truth

'Cos she never heard my call

Stuck in a city storm

Stuck in a city storm

Do you remember what it was like

With the electric in the night

And your tears at the door?

In a moment of calm

I hold you in my arms

Put your wet clothes back on

And what can we do

But talk about what it might

Be like when one day

We change our tunes?

I’m scared of the truth

'Cos she never heard my call

Stuck in a city storm

'Cos she never heard my call

Stuck in a city storm

Stuck in a city storm

I’m scared of the truth

'Cos she never heard my call

Stuck in a city storm

'Cos she never heard my call

Stuck in a city storm

Stuck in a city storm