Everywhere I look
All I see is your face
It would be no bother
If I had my own space
Feeling off-colour
All I hear are your words
Other than to start again
There's no cure
Guilt trip
When will I know
When I'm ready to go
Still I have no reason to come back
Wake from sleep
Every night the same
Sitting In the dark
Your there pointing the finger of shame
The lights are off
The sun is down
But my shadow still follows me around
Come back...
Guilt trip
When will I know
When I'm ready to go
Still I have no reason to come back