Sweep the streets like a hurricane*
You've got yourself to blame
You're a six shooter
A most creative self destructor
My only dream, a sight surpreme
I need you, oh I need you
When I look I see a stranger in you eyes
I wish it was the other way around
No stream of sorrow or deception
Flows to drench your preen and pride
Your strength through blackness and your frozen fire leaves no cracks to hide
Feeding on the life that lives to love you
Can't let this love remain
But I know it's my future that I'm trying to abstain
When I look I see a stranger in you eyes
A ramblin' rose, a treat for those who strive
A high flying bird, I can not shoot you down
I wish it was the other way around
I'm trying to hold you
You're pushing me over
You gave me a flash of what life's supposed to be
But you're rollin' high girl