The heat is on, on the street. Inside your head, on every beat. And the beat's so loud, deep inside. The pressure's high, just to stay alive. 'Cause the heat is on.
When you're young and so in love as we. And bewildered by the world we see. Why do people get a soul. Ony those in love would know. What a town without pity can do.
When you're young and so in love as we. And bewildered by the world we see. Why do people hurt us so. Only those in love would know. What a town without pity can do.
When you're young and so in love as we. And bewildered by the world we see. Why do people hurt us so. Only those in love will know. What a town without pity can do.