He rides in on the wind and here I go again getting lost in green eyes

And though I try not to let it show He already knows where I’ll go

What I’ll do once he’s gone again Just standing here trying to rope the wind

 Why do I get lost I get lost in green eyes Why do I believe every single white lie

It’s always the same sad song and when I turn around “He’s Gone”

I know there will come a day I have to turn to him and say I found my way in green eyes

Then I don’t have to pretend it won’t happen again Now he’s the one trying to rope the wind

 He’s lost lost in green eyes He believes every little white lie

It’s still the same sad song and when he turns around “I’m Gone”