February rain, smoky mountain fire

Like a hummingbird to cane

Just following desire

Watch the firelight

Throw shadows across the room

Many miles away,

Not far from cannery row

He beats on his guitar

And does his little show

And all the people say

You got balls to play the game this way

It's one in a million

So he fills all the holes with good wine from mussel sholes and the cencemillian

These streets were bound to cross maybe lifetimes ago

Whenever innocence is lost, we got a long way to go

We got a long way

Watch the firelight throw

Shadows across the room

And on a rainy night

Two lovers held each other tight in the moonlight

He felt so good in her arms