Lord, she's restless like cotton candy clouds
That sail the day slow and free
And she possesses a mind that can't resign itself

To stay for long with me

Though I've tried and tried to keep her tied and satisfied

Until she really needs me, yes I do
But when that certain look comes on her face
I can't replace it and she leaves me


She's a butterfly in mid July who just can't wait
To try her brand new wings on brand new things

And she needs no rhyme or reason, when she goes
Her mind is on what lies beyond


That wall of blue horizon, I suppose and heaven knows
She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows
Yes, she will, yes, she will

She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows

I know she needs me about

as much as I need someone else
Which I don't and if need be
I swear some day I'll up and leave myself, which I won't


Even if she loved another man
I'd understand it more than I do

Mmm, mmm, mmm but I know the only reason
That she ever had for leavin' is she wants to