Lets walk together through the rain,
It's falling like brats and hogs out there,
That would wash away our innocence with sweaty disgust,
Impaled the beauty in what we thought we saw,
Sought by those that hold the intangible.

Floor it,
We're getting out of here this time,
And with blinding lights leading us,
Put your hand in mine and let me know we have faith,
That this infernal machine isn't running smoothly,
So where we're going isn't where we're going to wind up.

Because this love game is hard to keep gassed up,
But with every look from your eye,
I can fuel my heart so that what burns black bleeds bright,
Baby we can keep this going all night.