Is it all so very simple
And horribly complex
You suffer in the thimble

And there's nothing coming next

Your mom smokes in the kitchen

Her voice a cutting drone
They're creeping out, you pass the bar
Your father's second home

That leaves you on your own

Nights I'd often watch you

Float across the ground
Out the gate to the motorway
What secrets have you found?


You had to know I wanted
Something from you then

Too young to know just what it was
Something more than a friend
Is that you at the end


Well, you play in the street at night
You blow like a broken kite

My girl, you're giving up the fight
Are you gonna let these Americans
Put another dent in your life?


My mother says your dirty
They're gonna find you dead

But have you got that final chapter
Written in your head


Cause every single story
Is a story about love
Both the overflowing cup

And the painful lack thereof
You got the heart of a dove


But you play in the street at night
You blow just like a broken kite
My girl, you're giving up the fight

You'll have to lose all them childish notions
If you're gonna let these American boys
Put another dent in your life



You play in the street at night

You blow just like a broken kite
My girl, you're giving up the fight
You'll have to lose all them childish notions

Are you gonna let these Americans
Put another dent in your life?