She is [a maze of neon] highways and desert plains
Of lonely creatures singing for the summer rain
And at the end of [her your knees fall down to kneel]
Yeah it's something in you always [yearns] for someone real
She is my salvation in the [dawn]
But at night with lips of honey [calls the devil's horn]
She is [a maze of neon] highways and desert plains Of lonely creatures singing for the summer rain And at the end of [her your knees fall down to kneel] Yeah it's something in you always [yearns] for someone real
She is my salvation in the [dawn] But at night with lips of honey [calls the devil's horn]