And the palms of my hands getting wet, ohh
I've got no reason to doubt you baby
It's all a terrible mess
An' I'll run in the rain till I'm breathless
When I'm breathless I'll run till I drop, hey
The thoughts of a fool's kind of careless
I'm just a fool waiting on the wrong block, ohhhhhh yeah
I can't come down, I've been set free.
Who you are, and what you do,
don't make no difference to me.