I lost the bow you tied round my finger

Somewhere on the trail

I threw in my hand for a heart full of holes

I rode through the night thinking of you

And whatever it was

I couldn't pin down or tame

Or lay blame at the feet of.

This is not the end

It's just another scene

Blue gone green

I let you go

Like a balloon at the fairground

I ran after you

Saw all the signs saying give up the ghost

But I know there's more to the picture

I've got a good feeling