The sun came up as she packed her heart in a
Bag of dreams and she had to go
Cast her fears in a golden web the
Winds of change begin to blow
Rabbit in the Headlights
Rabbit in the Headlights
Rabbit in the Headlights
And they all come running after you
And they all come running after you
Through moonstone tears look for childhood years over
Secret stones where her memories fly
The sinking sun throws it's parting glow and
On the hill she sits and cries
She looks away to the black-rock-bay where the
Arms of freedom are open wide
As night draws in to caress the day she
Knows they'll be back by her side.
Rabbit in the Headlights
Rabbit in the Headlights
Rabbit in the Headlights
And they all come running after you
And they all come running after you