Babe I've got a worried mind
Thoughts of what I left behind
Too afraid to let it show
All the sorrow I hold below
Like a bullet in my hand
These things I'll never understand
Blackbirds flying high
Eagle eyes on my mind
Every now and then
I think of it all
Ashes turned to dust
Diamonds never rust
How a kid
Has let it all go
Like a bullet in my hand
These things I'll never understand
Blackbirds flying high
Eagle eyes on my mind
Blackbirds flying high
Eagle eyes on my mind
Guitar solo
Guitar solo
Guitar solo