Rappers, troubadours, sneaking in the back door, 
Crazy fortune teller, drinking on the kitchen floor 
All night 
Racing down division at a hundred and three 
Her singing it was rapture, it was ecstasy. 
Oh yeah 

Madam Lisa of the stars 
Messenger of hope 
She was the messenger of 
Guiding light and lovin' inspiration 
She could break you down 
With sheer imagination 
Her old man was so cruel and vicious 
One day went too far, and lord, he got his 
Madam Lisa of the stars 
Messenger of hope 
Messenger of love 

Shine your light on 
Makin' love in the setting sun 
She's looking at me like I am the  one, 
Wild and free but with nowhere to run 
Shine your light on 
The trapped, the  broken, the innocent ones 
Baby we were over before we'd begun          
I'll be running for you till our freedom comes 
Freedom come 

When she pulled the trigger 
I could hear it ring out for miles and miles 
From the circus where we grew up                  
Your head turned to me 
And I was caught up in the light 
Shaken by the sound.  
The confession in her eyes 
From when we met 
And I was sentenced for life 
And I know I'd never forget                                            

Making love in the setting sun 
You look at me like I am the one 
Wild and free but with nowhere to run 
Shine your light on 
Trapped and broken, the innocent ones 
Baby we were over before we'd begun             
I'll be running for you till our freedom comes