| T. Street |
| something's gotta give and it sure as hell ain't me I'm gonna cut loose like lightning through the trees I'm green against the water blue against the sky this girl has counted up her each and every sigh loverman has run away loverman done gone loverman flew across the sky loverman left home damn thing's worried me and I can't see my way through it I run sitting down and falling like the cool rain can't sleep for dreaming can't speak for lies I'd rather be the devil's daughter than seeing from these eyes nobody's alibi but I'm not loud thunder either days are troubled by when a cold wind starts to blow write my dreams on water send them to the sea I'll meet them at the evening sun as soon as I can leave |