(Thomas R. Snow - David Batteau)

Struck by the moon rising too soon
I feel a pain deep inside me
Cold northern wind, a fist in my chin
Making me wild for you baby.

What can I do to get back to you
I'm feeling desperate and lonely
The city's a river of cold misery
Making 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 making 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.

--- Instrumental ---

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.

Making me wild for you baby
Going wild for you baby
Hear me cry
Hear me cry for you baby...