No My friend I will not go The weather is too warm The water is cold My hands pressed down On the glass of the window As we head for the coast Is not what I’m looking for
Cos I have something else Heavy in my heart To carry this so far Would be far too hard
Your heart Is somewhat a window Revealing the motives Of all of our souls Lead light Coloured and so bright But don’t squeeze us too tight These bodies could shatter
We could free or fake this all We could bleed and break ourselves
But when it all goes south from here When it all goes south from here Oh where, oh where will I find you? Oh where, oh where will I find you?