(A. Hammond, H. Knight)
Producers: Dan Hartman and Tina Turner
Album: Foreign Affair (89)
Oh I¡¯m waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
When things are going wrong, why don¡¯t you ask me how I feel
The night is awful cold, ask me how I feel
You¡¯re much too loose to hold, why don¡¯t you ask me how I feel
I close my eyes to follow you
To my surprise you¡¯re so untrue
And I¡¯m crying, I¡¯m dying
Oh I¡¯m waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
When you keep me hanging on, why don¡¯t you ask me how I feel
The waters run so deep, ask me how I feel
When i don¡¯t get any sleep, why don¡¯t you ask me how I feel
And when you¡¯re down you lean on me
You¡¯re a fool, too blind to see
That I¡¯m crying, I¡¯m dying
Oh I¡¯m waiting in the storm, why don¡¯t you ask me how I feel
What the hell is going on, why don¡¯t you ask me how I feel
When you stay out late at night, ask me how I feel
When you think that i¡¯m uptight, why don¡¯t you ask me how I feel oh
You don¡¯t treat me tender no matter what I do
But I'm the great pretender
I¡¯m waiting in the storm, ask me how I feel
What the hell is going on?
When you stay out late at night
You never ask me how I feel, you just say that I'm uptight
When you're down, I do for you
And now I find that you're untrue
