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