Twisted

The rolling hills Have got hold of you You wished her A pleasant fall She took off Into the night In her broken down car With her thoughts on fire She's reeling in and out of light She's begging for a fruit to bite Like a wild cat wanting to go home Let her land light tonight She's twisted down to the core She reminds you of a lost sailor It's got you And it won't let go If you run into her Don't let her go The morning mist Smoke her eyes From the white lines That flicker past She sympathises With the wind In her beat down shades And fragile wings She's fading in and out of light She's yearning for a little quiet Like a wild cat wanting to go home Let her land light tonight She races to her rainbow's end A drifter with a heart to mend It's got you And it holds you so If you run into her Don't let her go Please be good to her Won't you, Please Be good to her Won't you, please Be good to her Be good To her She races to her rainbow's end A drifter with a heart to mend It's got you And it holds you so If you run into her Don't let her go She's twisted down to the core She reminds you of a lost sailor It's got you And it won't let go If you run into her Don't let her go Please be good to her Won't you, Please Be good to her Won't you, please Be good to her Be good To her