White Hot — текст песни (Tom Cochrane)

Waiting by the shoreline
In somalia for your reply
I need you to come see me
That`s no lie
The guns are getting closer
The sweat pours like dew
That fell from the trees in Tripoli
In the spring

I`m white hot
I can`t take it anymore
I`m white hot
By the somalian shore
Yes i`m burning to the core
I need rain

Cast out from the jungle
With no rations or canteen
For selling faulty riffles
To the thieves in tanzania

Adventures and misfortune
Nothing wagered, nothing gained
I have wandered through the desert
Found the ocean not the rain

I can remember the nights by the strand in Tripoli
We were so much cooler then
I had you and my poetry to protect me
We were so much younger then
I need rain

I`m white hot
I can`t take it anymore
I`m white hot
By the somalian shore

I`m white hot
Yes i`m burning to the core
I need rain, I need rain, I need rain

I can remember the nights by the sea in Tripoli
Were were so much colder then
I had you and my poetry to protect me
We were both soldiers then
Bolder then, colder then
I need rain, I need rain, I need rain
White hot
White hot...
Water