Well I wish I could think of some cliche to mouth,
To make our parting seem less sad
But if I told you lies or promised you the moon,
The truth would come trickling from my eyes...
So run honey run, and hide in the wind.
And never stop to look inside your mind...
And I wish I could wash all my weeping blues away.
And watch them disappear on morning tide.
But I seek after sword, after sounds of the sea
A charm forever round my mind...
So run honey run, and hide in the wind.
And never stop to look inside your mind...
So run honey run, and hide in the wind.
And never stop to look inside your mind...
And I wish I could fly like a bat from a cave,
From darkness of my ignorance to light...
And forever live on the echoes of our love
And die like some star burning bright...
So run honey run, hide in the wind.
And never stop to look inside your mind...