the storm was blowing from the south   the blood was running from your mouth   i recall the music playing   couldn't hear what you were saying   the cat was howling, yowling, wanting out      you may not believe me   baby, when i tell you   that i am mr. superlove      the glass was shattered on the floor   a hundred pieces maybe more   i remember you were crying   just before you sent it flying   the sirens sounding   the pounding on the door      you may not believe me   baby, when i tell you   that i am mr. superlove      your clothes were lying on the chair   your face was hidden by your hair   and all that i could think of then   was what it must have felt like when   you were flying naked   headlong down the stairs      you may not believe me   baby, when i tell you   that i am mr. superlove