Hot Streets

Hot streets down below me All the people moving slowly As they search each other's faces For a trace of hope concealed beneath their laughter And it's only love they're after Mountains lie before me Skies ahead are looking stormy As the highway driver braces For a race with time to reach a destination In his own imagination A child of the sky A rider on the wind I can fly A prisoner of time A dimensional crime Lost am I Winter stars above me With a woman who can love me And moonlight swept embraces Fill my space with joy and peace The sweet vibrations of a lover's celebration