You came to see me when the moon was new
Saw you standin in the pouring rain
Left my message on the window pain
Back on the street again
Back on the beat again
Im back on the top again
Saw me climbing to the top of the hill
You saw me meeting with the fools on the hill
Learned my lesson and I had my fill
Learnt it all in vain
Went through it all again
Now Im back on the top again
Always strivin, always climbing way beyond my will
Same old sensation, isolation at the top of the bill
Always seeming, like Im moving but Im really going slow
What do you do when you get to the top and theres nowhere to go
Just how I get there will be anybodys guess
With all the so called trappings of success
Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill
Too busy raisin cain
Im back on the street again
Im back on the top again
Always strivin, always climbing way beyond my will
Its the same old sensation, isolation at the top of the hill
Always seeming, like Im moving but Im really going slow
Youll find out when you get to the top that theres nowhere to go
How you get there will be anybodys guess
With all the so called trappings of success
Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill
Too busy raisin cain
Im back on the street again
Im back on the top again
Back on my feet again
Im back on the street again
Im back on the top again