Feeling bluesy, you know, you do confuse me all night. I sit at home alone and wonder if you're alright. I count the hours and lie awake until you return.
Friday night on a one way street. Cold, damp and dark but you could still feel the heat. Movin' through the shadows. At the speed of light. . I said, you know I've just run away from home.
I was hangin' from the rafters. Lookin' through the window. Suddenly my ears were out in the street. Sirens were screaming from far away. All I can feel is the heat.