I'd rather take the long way home I'd rather get lost on the side walk the wind blew so hard last night where do the duck go in the winter time puton my hate and get out of here this is the first time in twenty years I've waited forever it'salmost here I'll still be dancing when it allcomes down I run through the fields hope to becaught on the other side all your kings lined upin the back row the wind blew so hard past your window.