I stand alone on the street where I have walked you home alone.
I see your house, I hear your main gates moan.
I watch two silhouettes turn into one.
And then you're gone. Your name upon the door,
the heartbreak's home. I make a call, you disconnect the phone.
I watch two silhouettes turn into one
Reaching high, reaching high. My love was once a flame.
Now I'm putting out the fire, with a pocket full of rain. Yea yea
I don't know why you kept me hanging on all this time.
I hear the drums on Radio Goodbye,
I watch the shadow dancing in the night.
I see the car, your hunter rides a silver Jaguar.
And how I'd like a star before the sun.
I watch two silhouettes turn into one
Reaching high, reaching high. My love was once a flame.
Reaching high