Still barely 18, a real life daydream
Soaring like a thing from heaven
Breaking in your freedom wingsman
Wildflowers, Tom Petty
First time, the levy
Broke your little heart like glass
Nothing matters when they look like that
Same chords over and over
Same sad song, still no closure
Same bridge that he burned down real damn fast
Is he why you're here?
Blue, is he the why you sing the way you do?
Is he your stormy sky or midnight hues?
Is it true?
Is he why you hate to fly?
Is he why you love to hurt?
Is he why you're a bluebird?
He left you stranded
Weren't built for a crash landing
But you've been laying there forever
You blame it on a change of weather
You ran from getting high to getting by
Is he why you're blue?
Blue, is he the why you sing the way you do?
Is he your stormy sky or midnight hues?
Is it true?
Is he why you hate to fly?
Is he why you love to hurt?
Is he why you're a bluebird?
Is he why you're a bluebird?
Why you don't sleep, you don't eat
He's the lead in your feet
Took all that you used to be
Now love, is this all you see?
See why you're blue
Is he the wise one the way you do?
Is he your stormy sky, your midnight news?
Is it true?
Is he why you hate to fly?
Is he why you love to hurt?
Is he the reason why I know every single word?
Is he why you're bluebird?
Is he why you're bluebird?