She tells him she thinks she needs to be free    He tells her he doesn't understand    She takes his hand    She tells him nothing's working out the way they planned      She's so many women    He can't find the one who was his friend    So he's hanging on to half her heart    He can't have the restless part   So he tells her to hasten down the wind      Then he agrees he thinks she needs to be free    Then she says she'd rather be with him    But it's just a whim    By which she hopes to keep him on the limb      She's so many women    He can't find the one who was his friend    So he's hanging on to half her heart    He can't have the restless part   So he tells her to hasten down the wind