A red-tailed hawk will hang suspended in flight
At the break of day
When I walk away
Thereıs coffee in the pot
Thereıs cream in the fridge
Twisted cotton sheets on our king size bed
Like any other day
When I walk away
You wonıt know what hit you
But youıll notice that the lawn is a field
Youıve got a choice, you can cut it all down
Or pick a bouquet while you kneel
With a hole in the roof
Where the outside comes in
I wonıt scale up the ladder
Though weather threatens
Skies pouring down grey
When I walk away
Touch rocks rolled by the sea
From our summers past
Iıll leave a peach on a plate
A rose in a glass
And look the other way
When I walk away
You wonıt know what hit you
But youıll notice that the lights got left on
Youıve got a choice
You can shut em all out
Or let em burn till this house falls down
Youıre not to blame
Itıs nothing you did
Itıs all
All about me
And how Iıve got to live
Iıve got to live
Clouds will cover the cobalt sky
A red-tailed hawk will hang suspended in flight
At the break of day
When I walk away