Dear Emily, I don't think I believe in you anymore It's a mystery but what I'm seeing I haven't seen before And with these tears exude the last of my restraint Cover you eyes She said run But I'm not running, no I'm not running Let 'em come let' em come But I'm not running, no I ain't running no more So you're asking me to deceive the truth as before But if it hasn't occurred to you yet, this could be the past, the past no more And if these tears should prove the last of my escape Cover your eyes The trees have all begun the dance, elated by a second chance But when a windmill blows it's not hooked up to anything except the breeze