Tell me where your days have been
Are they all lost under your shade
I wish I could go back to the older days
We can do it all the way
A drink last a night but it don’t feel right
until I have you right by my side
Oh when the rain starts to pour in I thought I heard your name blow in the wind
and it won’t be long dear
and how do you belong here?
And are you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
Remember when you broke your foot
Tiny little feet they work for the mile
You got beat up for the truth and you never let it go Living off the grid again
Go to the cliff that I used to know
My friends they may change but I never let it show
Oh when the rain starts to pour in I thought I heard your name blow in the wind
and it won’t be long dear
and how do you belong here?
And are you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
And are you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
(Bridge)
All your days in the shade it grows
but it won’t be long
all your days on this hopeless wave
the current drags me along
are you still there babe?
and are you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
And are you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
you coming round?
(end)