There's a cold feelin'. Runnin' up and down my spine. It seems to say we're just wasting time. . It's like a bad movie. One I wish I'd never seen. The plot gets old.
Long about midnight up on Chigger Hill. Making mischief in the moonlight. Just looking for a thrill. . Then the lights were coming and they're flashing blue.
I've seen you calm the waters raging in the rivers of my mind. Your spirit blows a breeze into my soul. And I've felt the fire that warms the heart. Knowing that it comes from you.