I wanna be a rolling stone Rolling to the land, don't touch the sky Taken on my way by the wind that blows Sailing to the sun for a thousand miles I'm the right taste to the wrong bite I'm a lover mostly when the time is right I'm my own rule, I'm a coward, I'm a fool I'm a builder but I cannot tear apart Curse my stubborn heart Mama, did you hear I'm coming home? I'd love to find a place where I could lie The wells run dry, the gardens overgrown I'll help as best I can before July I'm a phone ring on a cold night I'm the wrong choice that's never worth a fight I'm a hard rain, I'm a sinner, I'm a saint I'm the wise words I only took in part Curse my stubborn heart
