Come back
Busy saying you need to come back to me
At a port in a train in a car in the rain
In the rain running from our loved-up bloom
Running from our room
People turning and children that will not play
With you in your loneliness you're wild
Cause you run too fast
There's a dynamite in you its true
Leave your twisted world behind
There's a dynamite in you its true
Leave your twisted world behind
Leave the light on
Keep the light on
I was busy saying you need to come back to me
I was busy saying you need to be there for me
I was busy saying you need to be free
I was busy saying you need to come back to me
I was busy saying you need to be there for me
I was busy saying you need to comfort me
There's not enough sorry for me
There's just not enough sorry for me
There's a compass in my pocket finds
The train at night and the sailboat lines
All the sailboat lines
And your beauty is the first machine
The first Promethean spark ever seen
That was ever seen
There's a dynamite in you its true
Leave your twisted world behind
There's a dynamite in you its true
Leave your twisted world behind
Leave the light on
Keep the light on
Not the beauty of flowers and seals
Your beauty's the first man-made wheel
Printing press and radios
To tame the heat and cold
I was busy saying you need to come back to me
Leave the light on
There's not enough sorry for me
For me
Can?