Rooftops Video (MV)

I talk with compassion like my Irish mother taught me
But I stride with pride like me Yorkshire father wants me to
City boy I'm not, I was born in the country
That makes me naive, but I guess that's sweet
Fear not where you come from
Fear not where you go
All paths lead to somewhere
It's not a dead end road
It's nice you've got that new car
It's nice you bought that coat
But I'm not quite sure it tells you where you want t'
Go
There was many things I wanted to do before turning 21
Like shooting a feature film about Harry and Ron
The world's too big for you t' stick around
In the same damn place
Where you grew up playing tig around those swings
Chuff off
Playing footy out at the field until it was dark
The virtues you learn from such petty things
We all have our own story
So why not shout yours from the rooftops
We all have our own stories
So why not shout yours from the rooftops
We all have our own stories
So why not shout yours from the rooftops
I talk with compassion like my Irish mother taught me
But I stride with pride like me Yorkshire father wants me to
City boy I'm not, I was born in the country
That makes me naive
But I guess that's sweet