Caroline you've grown into quite the beast
responsible and quick
have you seen my keys?
trying to count my hens
trying to count my hens
Caroline you've seen
your t-shirt was burning
steal across the field
haunt the hares and feel
remote and free
remote and free
remote and free
Caroline you've grown
hardly recognize
gla** mosaic piece
reflected in your eyes
fire burns the palms
the mountain wind is calm
stare out your door
stare out your door
stare out your door