St. Elmo's Fire - Michael Franks

When I start to care

Then I find there is no one there

But I think of you

And I know, we are something new

We get higher and higher

Crazy blue

Like St. Elmo’s Fire

Loves so sharp and flat

That it’s hard to know just where you’re at

Now I know I want you

I want you to be my woman

Now I know I want you

I want you to be my woman

Got the Werwolf split

When the moon’s full I howl at it

But it’s mostly fake

I’m in love, with the love we make

When my son’s full grown

And he blows mean xylophone

You and I stay tan

In the sun down in Yucatan

When I start to care

Then I find there is no one there

But I think of you

And I know, we are something new