The Wrong One - Steve Kilbey

She’s fallen in love with the wrong one again

And the things which were nearly near

Are all entangled I hear

The force of violins inside her

Gettin' ready to bow

The laws of spirit to guide her

Gettin' ready to go

Pulling your punches

The hunt is cold

They’re launching your age

The strangers stow

She’s singing some things that she knows she’ll regret

And all the words you can bear

Are whisperd everywher

The names of the streets around here

Gettin' ready to go

The flames and the heat around here

As above so below

Going in circles I assume

Then blowing these miracles in the living room

She’s taking some things and she’ll never return

And all the men that you ever meet

Are falling at her feet

The dream of the drum inside her

Gettin' ready to roll

The drum of the dream inside her

Gettin' ready to fall

Falling with wonder I suppose

Then torn asunder the thunder goes