Now the rain it comes, the rain it blurs the grey line
...the grey line...the Greyhound home
You are so vicious (Hurt me, I can take it)
Cause it's all in the heat of the moment,
It's on again, (got no wings...gossamer wings...) ...on again...
Will you save me? ...babe...babe...babe...
Cause it's all in the heat of the moment
So give in to the heat of the moment