I’m about to turn your secret key
Like a knife balancing on your knee
I’m looking for a place to take you
Where the two of us can be alone
Some suburban back road or a
Ten mile olive grove

Drive with me into someone’s orchard
Up in the North we’ve got the lakes
Up in the North
Ride with me far from all the dealers
Down in the South they’ve got more snakes
Than ever before

I’m about to turn your secret key
There’s a fire growing inside of me
I’m burning for the rain