Ain´t it just like dyin´
´Cept you can still feel the same
All hands on deck now
The sea is gettin´ rough again

You see him out your window
Even when you close the blinds
And all you ever wanted
Was someone to treat you nice and kind

Take a step before runnin´
Take a breath now before you dive
When you work the streets, darlin´
Make sure your sneaker laces, they get tied

I´ll be your black bird, darlin´
Hangin´ on your telephone wire
Flap my wings on it
And set your heart afire