written by Warren Zevon
© 1973 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp & Dark Room Music (BMI)
She tells him she thinks she wants to be free
He tells her he doesn`t understand
She takes his hand
And tells him nothing`s working out the way she planned
She`s so many women
He can`t find the one who was his friend
He`s hanging on to half a heart
But he can`t have the restless part
So he tells her to hasten down the wind
Now he agrees he thinks she ought to be free
Now she says she`d rather be with him
Oh it`s just a whim
That she`s designed to keep him out there on that limb
She`s so many women
He can`t find the one who was his friend
He hanging on to half a heart
But he can`t have the restless part
So he tells her to hasten down the wind
He tells her to hasten down the wind
He tells her to hasten down the wind