Lyrics

When you walk outside and the rain is pouring and you
You don’t know what to do
You just gotta, gotta, gotta
You gotta throw it away

When the cards are stacked against you and everything is falling and you,
You don’t know what to do
You just gotta, gotta, gotta
You gotta throw it away

Make me want to be like you
Show me what to do then I’ll make it through
Make me want to live like you
Then there is no excuse not to come home

So you go out to a festival and everyone is dancing and you,
You don’t know how to be free
You just gotta, gotta, gotta
You gotta throw it away

And the ghost work is shining and everyone is staring at you,
You don’t know how to feel
You just gotta, gotta, gotta
You gotta throw it away

Make me want to be like you
Show me what to do then I’ll make it through
Make me want to live like you
Then there is no excuse not to come home

How long must I wait
For you to be willing to recognise that I am on your side
How long....

Make me want to be like you
Show me what to do then I’ll make it through
Make me want to live like you
Then there is no excuse not to come home
Not to come home.... come home...