I’m about to turn your secret key Like a knife balancing on your knee I’m looking for a place to take you Where the two of us can be alone Some suburban back road or a Ten mile olive grove
Drive with me into someone’s orchard Up in the North we’ve got the lakes Up in the North Ride with me far from all the dealers Down in the South they’ve got more snakes Than ever before
I’m about to turn your secret key There’s a fire growing inside of me I’m burning for the rain
