I saw her in lightning,

She stood in the rain.

Soaked and wet she was fighting,

Got off her knees once again.



She`s dragging me down,

But I wanna keep her warm.

Still is my coat enough shelter from the storm.



I saw her in thunder,

Beautiful electric and pale.

And I saw her go under,

Where souls are always for sale.



She`s dragging me down,

But I wanna keep her warm.

Still is my coat enough shelter from the storm.



She`s getting down to get higher,

Persistent she walks with bare feet.

She walks through brimstone and fire.

Think I`ll go where the crossroad,

Head for dead end street.