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