Deborah Conway and Paul Kelly

I might be the last to know

What comes so easy to all my friends

I'm so good at letting go

Regrets go belly up towards the end

Said goodbye so many times

It seems a miracle that I'm still sitting here

Staring at these parallel lines

Stretching out and going somewhere

I got a jar of shells by my bedside

I got a silver train running outside

I got a heart running wild, running wild

Love is such a temporary thing

It comes and goes a thousands times a day

No hard feelings in the songs I sing

Just another town to blow my heart away

I got a yellow rose from my garden

And a faded photo of my father

He's still keeping one eye on the weather

I got a heart running wild, running wild

Make believe you're somewhere else

It's a game I've learned to play a lot lately

Driving round here by myself

With the dog palms and the sunsets and the sea

I got a jar of shells by my bedside

I got a silver train running outside

I got a bird that sings in the morning

Shadows on the floor slowly shifting

I got a box of paints but the lid's gone

I got a string of pearls from my last song

I got a heart running wild