Sweet Jane,
She understands the perils
But soaring without wings, never afraid of anything
She lives for herself, the extraordinary life

Sweet Jane,
She whispers secret lovers rhymes
But dancing on her bed, hair whirling round her head
At any moment, she will burst into apocalyptic light

"Diamond are forever
But who needs forever
When it might come never
Or not at all?"

Sweet Jane,
She laughs in public places
But with none too many questions for passers-by
She'll dance away the night on the railroad tracks

"Diamonds are forever,
But who needs forever
When it might come never
Or not at all?"