He is dangerous from head to toes
and I don't know what I was looking for
cause these rays of hope were gone before
and so long, long time ago
but his eyes cocaine white and blue
hands made of silver and moon
but I never loved you back the way you did
cause I'm not passionate about it
or anything at all
I'm not a supersonic like you
That is why I call you just once in awhile
He is dangerous from head to toes
he does not care about the wind or where it blows
cause his lungs are made of steel
and he takes a breath out of the scene
I might tell you he is in flames
but he is fireproof in every way
I might tell you that he is so cool
but he is never frozen, frozen
I'm not supersonic like you
that is why I call you just once in awhile