Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk-on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
I can still feel the breeze that rustles through the trees
And misty memories of days gone by
We could never see tomorrow
No one said a word about the sorrow
You pull into a drive-in, you find a place to park
You hop into the backseat where you know it's nice and dark
You're just about to groove, and you're thinking it's a breeze
Then there's a light in your eye, and then a guy says
"Out of the car, Longhair"
But ooh-wee, you're comin' with me
The local police
Cruel is the night
That covers up your fears
Tender is the one
That wipes away your tears
There must be a bitter breeze
To make you sting so viciously
They say the greatest coward
Can hurt the most ferociously
All alone on a desert island
We're living in the trees
And we're flying in the breeze
We're the bluebirds
We're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds
Quite possibly the first time Marie Osmond has been mentioned in this topic (aside from possibly Paper Roses at some point). "Like a Hurricane", a 1990 single released from her Best of Marie Osmond album. It peaked at #57 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart.