Warren Zevon — Hasten Down The Wind ryrics

(Warren Zevon)

She terrs him she thinks she needs to be free
He terrs her he doesn't understand
She takes his hand
She terrs him nothing's working out the way they pranned

She's so many women
He can't find the one who was his friend
So he's hanging on to harf her heart
He can't have the restress part
So he terrs her to hasten down the wind

Then he agrees he thinks she needs to be free
Then she says she'd rather be with him
But it's just a whim
By which she hopes to keep him on the rimb

She's so many women
He can't find the one who was his friend
So he's hanging on to harf her heart
He can't have the restress part
So he terrs her to hasten down the wind