Her heart is hot, her face cold Leaning the banks, weaving the road Sea gulls squawk on sand and foam Redwoods sway And the cypress moan For many miles she will roam With the wind Tangling her red weather vane Her name is Sapphire Emerald, amber, ruby light Gemstone towers of night Blue is sparkling inside her heart But she keeps it out of sight For now she feels at home alone In the chrome black leather lane Her name is Sapphire Somewhere over the double line of love Somewhere divine Somewhere through the rain of hope Our colors will shine Then I will leave this road behind To ride that rainbow With Sapphire