said she got struck down by love
and it's all because
someone showed her what it was
said she got taken by floods
and was not proud of
the trouble she'd begun
said she got run down by dawn
with her name redrawn
and left on things she'd be leaning on
said she got swept up in song,
left her room light on
though her heart's meant for moving on
I've been sewn along my seams
hemmed and mended, hiding everything
but courage burns like kerosene
and you were far too kind to me
said she's been feeling just fine
that she works part-time
and still has a couple things of mine
said she's been bathing in wine
my sweet madeline
eyes like yours are hard to find
and I've been told a million ways
not to sit and burn down all my days
waiting for your heart to change
but something quiet says to stay.
and I've been dreaming where you've been,
mapped out rooms that we'd be drinking in.
latin roots and motor inns
just say you'll come home, little wind.