Running out of control Take you walking on a highwire crazy No net down below It’s gonna get a little too far out there Just you wait and see Come swimming in the flames with me Love you like a wildfire Ain’t nothing ‘bout loving me Is gonna be easy

Hey maestro expresso She gets the sun in the daytime Perfume in the dusk And she comes out in the night time With the honeysuckle musk Because she smells just like a rose And she tastes just like a peach She got me walking where the wildlife goes I'd do

Gotta leave my candlelight burning If it goes out, I will lose it Burn, burn, burn, burn And I've been getting tired of these letters I see you writing on the walls And I've been walking though my own disaster Thinking it's time to move on I don't wanna

Wanderlust will carry us on I'm speeding out of reach Oh, you're the one I had to meet I never wanted to go home There was nothing there for me In a high rise on my own Will there ever be a place for you and me I've been sleepwalking Through the railway

It's hard to say it Time to say it Good bye, good bye Every memory of lookin' out the back door I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor Every memory of walkin' out the front door I found the photo of the person I was lookin' for Look at

I'm gonna let it go, oh, oh, oh yeah Today, I'm gonna keep on walkin' I'm gonna hold my head up high Today, I'm gonna stand out in the rain Let it wash it all away, yeah, wash it all away I been caught sideways out here on the crossroads Tryin' to buy

Gotta leave my candlelight burning If it goes out, I will lose it Burn, burn, burn, burn And I've been getting tired of these letters I see you writing on the walls And I've been walking though my own disaster Thinking it's time to move on I don't wanna

Gotta talk to you baby Talk to you now Escape me now You'll see me again Maybe it's too late You're slamming the door You're walking out I got a feeling

Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh All ass aye, all ass aye Stripper

After midnight Somewhere a-walkin' Searching for me I go out walkin' Out in the moonlight I stop to see a weeping willow Cryin' on his pillow Maybe he's cryin' for me And as the skies turn gloomy