(Denver/Henry)
Life in the city gets all closed in when you stand in a crowd
all alone.

Wishing that someone would call out your number, hoping that
someone might phone.
Nights in the city can drive you crazy, there so very much going

on.
Try to get quiet, you'll miss out on something like someone
who's looking for,

someone who's looking...

There, I almost got caught again, lost in the night all

alone.
With nowhere to hide, crying inside, a wild heart looking for
home.


Sleeping without you is always cold, the nights are so dark and
so long.

Dreaming of touching your face in the moonlight, filling the
silence with song.
Living without you, the days are endless, the clock winding

steadily down.
Imagining footsteps, your hand at the gatepost, the wind shuts
the open door,

the wind shuts the open...

There, I almost got caught again, lost in the night all

alone.
With nowhere to hide, crying inside, a wild heart looking for
home.


The songbird, she trembles all day long. She sings as if her
poor heart must break.

Watching the freedom that flies past her window, dreaming won't
fit in a cage.
Fly away songbird, the wind still loves you, your prison is

forsaken at last.
Follow your dreaming, you're bound up to heaven, you're reaching
for something more,

reaching for something...

There, I almost got caught again, lost in the night all

alone.
With nowhere to hide, crying inside, a wild heart looking for
there, I thought of your face again, a vision to have and to

hold.
My spirit still sings, I'm flying again, a wild heart looking
for home.

A wild heart looking for home.