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