You came to see me when the moon was new

Saw you standin' in the pouring rain

Left my message on the window pain

Back on the street again

Back on the beat again

I'm back on the top again

Saw me climbing to the top of the hill

You saw me meeting with the fools on the hill

Learned my lesson and I had my fill

Learnt it all in vain

Went through it all again

Now I'm back on the top again



Always strivin', always climbing way beyond my will

Same old sensation, isolation at the top of the bill

Always seeming, like I'm moving but I'm really going slow

What do you do when you get to the top and there's nowhere to go



Just how I get there will be anybody's guess

With all the so called trappings of success

Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill

Too busy raisin' Cain

I'm back on the street again

I'm back on the top again



Always strivin', always climbing way beyond my will

It's the same old sensation, isolation at the top of the hill

Always seeming, like I'm moving but I'm really going slow

You'll find out when you get to the top that there's nowhere to go



How you get there will be anybody's guess

With all the so called trappings of success

Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill

Too busy raisin' Cain

I'm back on the street again

I'm back on the top again



Back on my feet again

I'm back on the street again

I'm back on the top again