Texty: Spin Doctors. Lady Kerosene.

I saw you sighing by your window bright
Touch my heart to be your acolyte
Sip fire-water from the golden cup
Drinks at my bedside as I'm burning up

Lady Kerosene
I can see the wreckage now
Drinking gasoline
You keep on pumpin' it out somehow

Now I'm at Ashland, baby, far away
I'm just a cinder of a summer's day
Lady Kerosene, Prometheus' evil daughter
You know what I mean
I even asked him for a glass of water

I always thought it was a gentle notion
I flew across the Atlantic Ocean
Rain is different there across the sea
It hits the Earth a little differently

Windshield wipers keep a steady time
Crosswords among the cliffs of lime
Beyond horizon and the clouds of devotion
Comes sunset's tendons from your crimson sun

Lady Kerosene
Lady Kerosene
Lady Kerosene
Lady Kerosene