Recorded a (long) while ago on a 4 track tape recorder.

There’s no one out there can help you sweet Dana
There’s no one out there can fill an empty heart
You’re moving on the fast lane and no one can catch you
I tried and I failed and now I’m left clutching the wind

Words of wisdom fell from your lips
You talked too much about feeling; makes me doubt
Its just a ploy you use like the swing of your hips
I’m not sure If you’ll ever find out

You needed my need and that’s too bad
You held out your hand but you never came near
The look in your eyes makes me so sad
Tell me oh girl, what do you fear

Oh, where are you now
Are you looking for a home? Have you tried your heart?
Can you see yourself or to an image do you bow
You used me up and now you’ll make another start

But there’s no one out there can help you sweet Dana
There’s no one out there can fill an empty heart
You’re moving on the fast lane and no one can catch you
I tried and I failed and now I’m left clutching the wind
© Kent Roger Ellaschuk, 1984