I was talking to myself you know
To figure out if I was fine
And I know how much you'd love to keep on talking and talking all the time
Oh why?
Can't we move on and just love us?
So it's true, you're leaving
There's no coming back
There's nothing here to harvest, for you
But I was wondering to myself you know
How's your mum? She alright?
And I know how much she'd love to keep on talking and talking all the time
Oh why?
Can't we move on and just love us?
