She said you'd given up.
Your folks told me you should be left alone.
On a mountain top knocking the aeroplanes down with stones.
Do the whirlwind and carry the hope that stings all night long.
Don't abandon him cos he quivers when he here's your song
Believe me It's safe to see.
At least be confused about right and wrong plan to settle down,
over the moon under the sun.
Do the whirlwind and shotgun the seat that beats
hanging on to the one you love to keep keepin sleepin dreamin on
Folks given up under the quivers and lines
you do the whirlwind don't abandon get a handle of yourself son.
