Deborah Conway Last To Know
Deborah Conway and Paul Kelly I might be the last to know What comes so easy to all my friends I'm so good at letting go Regrets go belly up towards the end Said goodbye so many times It seems a miracle that I'm still sitting here Staring at these parallel lines Stretching out and going somewhere I got a jar of shells by my bedside I got a silver train running outside I got a heart running wild, running wild Love is such a temporary thing It comes and goes a thousands times a day No hard feelings in the songs I sing Just another town to blow my heart away I got a yellow rose from my garden And a faded photo of my father He's still keeping one eye on the weather I got a heart running wild, running wild Make believe you're somewhere else It's a game I've learned to play a lot lately Driving round here by myself With the dog palms and the sunsets and the sea I got a jar of shells by my bedside I got a silver train running outside I got a bird that sings in the morning Shadows on the floor slowly shifting I got a box of paints but the lid's gone I got a string of pearls from my last song I got a heart running wild
