reaching high

i stand alone, on the street where i have walked you home alone, i see your house, i hear your main gates moan, i watch two silhouettes turn into one, and then you're gone, your name upon the door, the heartbreak's home, i make a call, you disconnect the phone, i watch two silhouettes turn into one, reaching high, reaching high, my love was once a flame, now i'm putting out the fire, with a pocket full of rain, yea yea, i don't know why, you kept me hanging on all this time, i hear the drums on radio goodbye, i watch the shadow dancing in the night, tonight, i see the car, your hunter rides a silver jaguar, and how i'd like a star before the sun. i watch two silhouettes turn into one, reaching high.