The Lyrics are like the thread holding together an entire quilt.
A Random Poem - toto45
There is a still in the street outside your window; you're keeping secrets on your pillow; let me inside no cause for alarm; I promise tonight to do no harm, now I promise you, I promise you babe I mean no harm; and we are caught up in the crossfire of heaven and hell; and we're searching for shelter, let it all die down....