Caroline you've grown into quite the beast
responsible and quick
have you seen my keys?
trying to count my hens
trying to count my hens
Caroline you've seen
your t-shirt was burning
steal across the field
haunt the hares and feel
remote and free
remote and free
remote and free
Caroline you've grown 
hardly recognize
glass mosaic piece
reflected in your eyes
fire burns the palms
the mountain wind is calm
stare out your door
stare out your door
stare out your door