Testo Ready for the storm Kathy Mattea

Ready for the storm

Oh, the waves crash in and the tide pulls out;

It's an angry sea, but there is no doubt,

That the lighthouse will keep shinin' out,

To warn the lonely sailor.

The lightnin' strikes and the wind cuts cold,

Through the sailor's bones to the sailor's soul.

'Til there's nothing left that he can hold,

Except the rolling ocean.

But I am ready for the storm,

Yes, Sir, ready.

I am ready for the storm,

I'm ready for the storm.

Oh, give me mercy for my dreams,

'Cos every confrontation seems,

To tell me what it really means,

To be this lonely sailor.

And when you take me by your side,

You love me warm, you love me.

And I should have realized,

I had no reasons to be frightened.

But I am ready for the storm,

Yes, Sir, ready.

I am ready for the storm,

I'm ready for the storm.

The distance it is no real friend,

And time will take its time.

And you will find that in the end,

It brings you me, the lonely sailor.

And when the sky begins to clear,

The sun, it melts away my fear,

I'll cry a silent, weary tear,

For those that need to love me.

But I am ready for the storm,

Yes, Sir, ready.

I am ready for the storm,

Yes, Sir, ready.

I am ready for the storm,

Yes, Sir, ready.

I am ready for the storm,

I'm ready for the storm.