I'd rather take the long way home I'd
rather get lost on the side walk the
wind blew so hard last night where
do the duck go in the winter time
puton my hate and get out of here
this is the first time in twenty years
I've waited forever it'salmost here
I'll still be dancing when it
allcomes down I run through the
fields hope to becaught on the other
side all your kings lined
upin the back row the wind blew
so hard past your window.