Friday morning I�m still drunk from the memory of our greed
crucified and blessed by a girl who is the same way unrestrained
it only happens once or twice you meet someone you realy feel halfway in love halfway to madness
there ain�t no difference to fell

she said hey baby you can�t catch a rainbow
tough you sleep with me don� think you own me

she said hey baby if you�ve got the innocence that�s the innocence to do the things you fell, to give in, to reveal

she said look after a million years of rain
I�ll make the flowers grow again
when winter has gone
I�ll be the river that is rising from your pain
after a million years of rain

Friday night beneath the silence hides a maniac left behind
only saints and murderess know what it�s like to hide a crime

she said hey baby like a new cherrie blossom
at the end of may I�ll be blown away
she said hey baby you talk like an actor
but I�m realy attracted by the kind of sordid peace that your poems achieve