Runaway Wind - Paul Westerberg

You don’t blow like the breeze you were born to be

You die down in the trees and try to hide

Will you witness the dark

All you need is a spark

A cathedral of torches to light the night

On your mark here I am

I’m your spark

Runaway wind

Run run away wind

You trade your telescope for a keyhole

Make way for the gray that’s in your brown

As dreams make way for plans

See ya watch life from the stands

Come on I’ll help you burn 'em to the ground

On your mark here I am

I’m your spark

Runaway wind

He sees ya like a river

Deep and silent

And he runs to you like

A shallow noisy stream

I see what you’ve become and try to hide it

You need someone who sees

What you were born to be

Here I am

You don’t.

blow like the breeze

You were born to be

You don’t know what to do with your life

As day returns to dark

Flame returns to spark

Come on I feel I’m blowing out tonight

I’m your spark here I am

I’m your spark here I am

I’m your spark here I am

On your mark run away wind

Watch you run

Watch you run

Watch you run