Out Of The Frying Pan (And Into The Fire)

It's only two o'clock And the temperature's beginning to soar And all around the city You see the walking wounded and the living dead It's never been this hot and I've never been so bored And breathing is just no fun anymore Then I saw you like a summer dream And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said I saw you like a summer dream And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said You can feel the pulse of the pavement Racing like a runaway horse The subways are steaming And the skin of the streets is gleaming with sweat I've seen you sitting on the steps outside And you were looking so restless and reckless and lost I think it's time for you to come inside