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   I'm 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 I'm 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 I'm moving but I'm really going slow   What do you do when you get to the top and there's nowhere to go       Just how I get there will be anybody's guess   With all the so called trappings of success   Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill   Too busy raisin' Cain   I'm back on the street again   I'm back on the top again       Always strivin', always climbing way beyond my will   It's the same old sensation, isolation at the top of the hill   Always seeming, like I'm moving but I'm really going slow   You'll find out when you get to the top that there's nowhere to go       How you get there will be anybody's guess   With all the so called trappings of success   Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill   Too busy raisin' Cain   I'm back on the street again   I'm back on the top again       Back on my feet again   I'm back on the street again   I'm back on the top again