They closed the parkway
late last night
And as I sat with the echoes of
lies that I told
I felt young never changed
by crooked hearts
So put the shotgun back in the glove
Come on and wait another year for
that dream far away
To come home to be brave
Everything has changed
and now it's only you that matters
I will find anyway to your wild heart
They boarded up the windows
and the doors to my house
No one will ever read the letters
or the lies that I told
From the years I was changed
by crooked hearts
Why did they have to go
and do us like that
Why did they have to go
and run from the
dream far away
Were we there Was I brave
To think everything must die
for anyone to matter
Got to find anyway to your wild heart
I will find anyway to your wild heart
I will find anyway
Everything has changed and
now I can't tell what matters
I will find anyway to your wild heart
your wild heart your wild heart
your wild heart your wild heart