Been thinking ‘bout my restless heart
Thinking ‘bout my restless heart
I don’t know what for, I’m not anxious I’m not bored
Not looking for a brand new start
The dream I had it was the same
Sitting on that old westbound train
There was a young boy and he was selling snake oil
Said, “here, take this for the pain.”
I never was one to believe in a quick fix remedy
But I’ve got no ace up my sleeve
Took that train to the end of the line
Over prairies and through the pines
There was a circus car and temptations at the bar
And implications to disregard
I never was one to believe
That being wild was the same as being free
But I guess I’ve been that naïve
Was thinking back to our front yard
The magnolia in the front yard
Spring’s coming soon and all its buds will bloom
The color of my restless heart
The flowers in the garden know
Just how they need to grow
They don’t get confused they don’t need no walking shoes
To get where they need to go.
I never was one to believe
That being wild was the same as being free
If I ever had an ace up my sleeve…
…it was you.
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