Crimson Moon

Homecoming queen, about to turn 18 Just a couple of months younger than that wannabe James Dean She can't wait, just say when She ain't gon' leave a note, she ain't gonna tell a friend He smeared the rain on the black top She heard a banshee in the wind Hey, hey, hey darling please Let's put these hard times in the breeze Let's go find a little breathing room Maybe in the light of a crimson moon (oh, now) He was named after the hurricane Blew through in '79, and he did just about the same Ain't no point, no way of living it down Standing at the crossroads, at the sideways one like town Screamed "Oh Lord", is the only sound she made She climbs on and wraps her hands around his waist Hey, hey, hey, darling, please Let's put these hard times in the breeze Let's go find a little breathing room Maybe in the light of a crimson moon Oh-oh, uh Nothing worse, the hare left behind Just two lost souls, they go running off into the night They felt the fire of running on two wheels If they don't stop tonight, Lord knows they never will Hey, hey, hey, darling, please (oh, Lord, please) Let's put these hard times in the breeze (oh, now) Let's go find a little breathing room Maybe in the light of... (maybe in the light of...) Maybe in the light of a crimson moon, oh, yeah