Stevie Nicks - Twisted lyrics

You think you hear demons I think you are the demon In this place where the images are born You remember your childhood Oh, in fiery sequences The sun goes down Filling the air with color and winds that lift you up to God You fall to your knees You embrace the storm You no longer care If it's cold or if it's warm You live for the danger Like your pa**ion and your anger You don't let go You like to be twisted by the force You like to be shaken by the wind In this game that you play with God You've been warned to retreat You take it to the limit When the winds come up Crazy men, crazy women Crying out for love You like to save her But you just can't give it up You'd rather be wrapped up In the arms of a storm Crazy men and crazy women In the storm And the sun goes down Chasing down the demons You think you hear demons Chasing down the demons Crying out for love You'd rather be wrapped up In the arms of the storm Chasing down the the demons