Struck by the moon,
A risin' too soon.
I feel a pain deep inside me.
Cold northern windà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â's
A fist in my chin.
Makin' me wild for you, baby.
What can I do?
To get back to you.
I'm feelinà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â' desperate and lonely.
The city's a river
Of cold misery.
Makin' me wild for you, baby.
I'm down on my knees.
Hear me cry for you, baby?
Cold misery!
I would die for you, baby.
I pray you will see
These tears I cry.
Nights I can't sleep.
My tears are cheap.
I'm losin' hold of my senses.
I can't contain
All of this pain.
And it's makin' me wild for you, baby.
I'm down on my knees.
Hear me cry for you, baby?
Cold misery!
I would die for you, baby.
I pray you will see
These tears I cry.