Run upon the streets I know she walks
Between the snowflakes and the tins
You wrote for a talks
You say you can't afford the thing
If she's not home before the dawn
And I know she walks
And I know she walks
Down for what she says
Up for what you've done
Better slow down again
Forwards not backwards
Hit the highway road
And touch it down
Your eyes are burning
And the sidewalks cry
As soon as the wind is high
She would be on the border line