The storm was blowing from the south The blood was running from your mouth I recall the music playing Couldn't hear what you were saying The cat was howling, yowling, wanting out You may not believe me Baby, when i tell you That i am mr. superlove The glass was shattered on the floor A hundred pieces maybe more I remember you were crying Just before you sent it flying The sirens sounding The pounding on the door You may not believe me Baby, when i tell you That i am mr. superlove Your clothes were lying on the chair Your face was hidden by your hair And all that i could think of then Was what it must have felt like when You were flying naked Headlong down the stairs You may not believe me Baby, when i tell you That i am mr. superlove