He’s got a hold of my heart, he didn’t take it he just held his hands out.

I know I shouldn’t get close and he tries to keep me at an arm's length.

But when our foreheads touch, I’m connected to a feelin’ from a higher plane.

I think he must read eyes, ‘cause he knows all my secrets and just what I like.

 

He is a wild horse on the run.

 

It’s not as bright when he is gone, he holds a lot of light and a lot of love.

I tried to blow out the flame, but my candle for him is still a burning blaze.

And I like it when he’s close, but sometimes I can feel him from the opposite coast.

His radiating meditations fill me with light again.

 

And when he’s thinkin’, well, I don’t think he thinks of me.

But when he’s drinking, well, I don’t ever wanna see.

I love the chase but lately the chase just ain’t fun.

 

He is a wild horse on the run.

He is a wild horse on the run.

 

He’s got a beautiful mind, and an abstract way of showing what he feels like.

He’s got it all figured out, and he’s lyin' on the beach in California right now.

 

He is a wild horse on the run.

He is a wild horse on the run.

He is a wild horse on the run.

 

And when he’s thinkin’, well, I don’t think he thinks of me.

But when he’s drinking, well, I don’t ever wanna see.

I love the chase but lately the chase just ain’t fun.

 

He is a wild horse on the run.

He is a wild horse on the run.

 

 

 

I heard you went colourblind, now everything you see is red.

You were looking for the sunset, but all the numbers got to your head.

Maybe you should come on home, ‘cause you’ve been saying it for so long.

That the buildings surround you and the city it drowns you.

 

Yeah, maybe you should come home.

You’ve been saying it for so long.

Let the water lift you from the city’s undertow.

Yeah, maybe you should come home.

 

Where the gritty sand makes you feel born again.

All the bad things you lived through, and the good things you didn’t do.

They get washed away, when the sun hits your face.

When you’re diving in the waves, yeah, these are the golden days.

By the piping plovers, where you told her you loved her.

We were running with the tide, seeing life through our childish eyes.

 

Yeah, maybe you should come home.

You’ve been saying it for so long.

Let the water lift you from the city’s undertow.

Yeah, maybe you should come home.

 

Daydream all night. Take her hand, make it right.

 

Where the dunes wrap around the bay, it can take your breath away.

Where the colours all bleed, where the sky meets the sea.

And you’re diving deep, with your friends all around.

Skipping stones to the sea, never want the sun to go down.

But when the stars come out, everyone gathers ‘round.

And they talk to the flame, yeah, these are the golden days.

And when there is a break, we all listen to the waves.

‘Cause the sound of the shore can take you out of the darkest place.

 

Yeah, maybe you should come home.

You’ve been saying it for so long.

Let the water lift you from the city’s undertow.

Yeah, maybe you should come home.

 

Daydream all night. Take her hand, make it right.

 

Yeah, maybe you should come home.

You’ve been saying it for so long.

Let the water lift you from the city’s undertow.

Yeah, maybe you should come home.

 

 

 

When you held my hand that night and said “don’t you worry.”

I thought I was the chosen one.

But you led me to the field and you kissed me so fast.

I couldn’t find my legs to run.

 

And the smell of your cheap cologne started to churn my stomach.

When I said “no” a thousand times.

You were a pirate in the night.

You took something that was mine.

How do you live your life thinking this is alright?

 

And if you come to my show, I think you should know, I’m gonna call you out.

For the rest of my life, you are smeared on my mind, but I’ve got a microphone.

 

My body went cold, I had to look away.

I was frozen in time, I felt a tear fall from my face.

I hoped someone would come and save me and I’d ride away forever.

Never to remember.

You were a pirate in the night.

You took something that was mine.

How do you live your life thinking this is alright?

 

And if it happened to me now, I would bash your head in.

I would scream at the top of my lungs. I’d go get all of my friends.

 

And if you come to my show, I think you should know, I’m gonna call you out.

For the rest of my life, you are smeared on my mind, but I’ve got a microphone.

 

And if you come to my show, I think you should know, I’m gonna call you out.

For the rest of my life, you are smeared on my mind, but I’ve got a microphone.


Yeah, I’ve got a microphone.

 

 

I’m thinkin’ about how I don’t wanna know who you are thinkin' about.

‘Cause I know that it’s not me.

And I thought I was cool, but my heart can’t take loving you.

So I’m thinkin’ about all the ways we’d never work out.

 

I’m thinkin’ about how I should let the sun shine in more.

I’m thinkin’ about how I’ve got the time, but I know you’re always at her door.

I thought I was cool, but you collect hearts like precious jewels.

So I’m thinkin’ about all the ways I’d never stand out.

 

But you taught me to be free and I’m trying hard to be.

But this lump in my throat when you speak her name, it won’t leave easily.

 

I’m thinkin’ about how I wanna hold your hand and call you ‘baby.’

I’m thinkin’ about how you are ushering me out the back door lately.

I thought I was cool, but my head can’t take these up and downs cues.

So I’m thinkin’ about how I should leave here without you.

 

But you taught me to be free and I’m trying hard to be.

But this lump in my throat when you speak her name, it won’t leave easily.

 

Every time that I think I’m safe I get burned.

Every time I try to think it through it never works.

Every time I try to love I get hurt.

Why can’t you love me?

Why can’t you love me?

 

But you taught me to be free and I’m trying hard to be.

But this lump in my throat when you speak her name, it won’t leave me.

 

 
 

 

Blackbird, blackbird, please fly away.

You’ve been flying overhead, you’ve been darkening my day.

And now you’ve got your shiny gold ring, but I feel you watching my moves.

I see you waiting in the wings.

 

And when I leave this town and when you know I’m not around.

I feel it in my every bone, you are trying to get him all alone.

 

Oh blackbird, blackbird, this town is small.

I see your feathers dropping like hints, you don’t want me around at all.

And when I go out with my friends for a flare, I see your beady black eyes.

I feel your uninviting stare (stare… stare... stare).

 

And when I leave this town and when you know I’m not around.

I feel it in my every bone, you are trying to get him all alone.

 

Oh but blackbird, blackbird, my love is true.

And all the stars are aligned, it’s such a captivating view.

Blackbird, blackbird, please go away.

I’m not gonna waste my time worrying what you’re gonna say.

 

 

Blocked out the sounds, never looked up to see the crowd.

Everybody wants to be near you.

But you’re a sharpshooter, you’d rather walk this town alone.

Yeah, you’re a sharpshooter, you’ve always got your guard on.

 

It will be hard, you’ll miss the heat of the lights.

And how it feels to show your heart every night.

But you’re a sharpshooter, you’d rather walk this town alone.

Yeah, you’re a sharpshooter, you’ve always got your guard on.

 

But soon you’ll feel the calm of the night.

Sit on the rocks and speak your dreams to the sky.

You’ll bring them postcards of what you’ve been through.

And turn them into a gorgeous chorus that I’ll be part of with you.

 

“Kathleen”

 

Kathleen, please don’t break his heart.

I’ve seen him love you from the start.

I don’t know if he’ll make it or if he’ll fall apart.

‘Cause he hides his hurt in layers, you might unlock the dark.

 

Kathleen, I can see him dream.

A white veil floats through a summer scene.

But you always look for trouble when you should feel the love.

Yeah, you’re acting like a hawk, but you’re a white dove.

 

And it goes on and on and on.

When the snow has finally melted, can you say that you finally felt it?

‘Cause it goes on and on and on.

 

Kathleen, won’t you listen to your mother.

She said, "he will love you like no other."

If you run off with that man, you’ll find out soon enough.

What you threw away was golden, it was true love.

 

And it goes on and on and on.

When the snow has finally melted, can you say that you finally felt it?

‘Cause it goes on and on and on.

 

Kathleen, please don’t break his heart.

I’ve seen him love you from the start.