Deserts And Hurricanes

I thought you’d always be here;
you’d always come back in the past.
Thought we had somethin precious
that beyond lonely days would last.

I’ve braved the desert sun;
panting… praying hard for rain
and floated through a hurricane
on a raft made out of pain.

I’ve watched the lightnin flash
and heard the thunder roar
but I always thought I'd see you
one more time at my door.

Guess my love couldn’t hold you.
You’ve always been a ramblin man.
You left me in a firestorm
without a backward glance or damn.

I can make it, all by myself
cause I’ve walked this path before
and next time you wanna come home
there’ll be a big lock on my door.

If Jesus is lookin down on me
I guess he understands
the way a woman’s heart
gets broken by a ramblin man.

I’ve braved the desert sun;
panting… praying hard for rain
and floated through a hurricane
on a raft made out of pain