Man, he falls sick sometime Sick of too much sunlight and glare Man then turns blind Seeing nothing through his stare Woman, I fell sick today Sick of reason, logic and home Woman, start getting used to it I gotta run, I got roam Running wild Running wild Too much light Betrays the night I need a break from your love, my girl Because it starts to smother and choke I need to walk on my lonely road I know our feelings are going broke Lady, don't gimme no lines Who the devil do you think you are? I call out, lady, you been usin' my mind Better stop believing you're a star!