Why did you let me run   When you knew I'd fall for the gaping hole   Where your heart should be   Liar-couldn't cut me deeper with a knife if you tried   Just take a look (before you run off and hide)   At your victim   arise      Clouds on you shoulder   Aren't they grazed by the afterglow   How quiet they gather   When the storm is about to blow      No don't look away   Caught in the crossfire   And it ain't no wind of change   I'm talking of crime and passion's rage      Summer of madness or the undertow   Dragged me up an alley for the blossoming fire   On a stranger's smile   Bride of wire-how disguise so easily cracked   Saw your heart turn spade   This orchid's turned to black      Graze on your shoulder   Like the clouds in the afterglow   How quiet they gather   When the storm is about to blow      No don't look away   Caught in the crossfire   And it ain't no wind of change   I'm talking of crime and passion's rage      Way down by the shoulder   In the haze of the afterglow   Stranded together   And the storm is about to blow