Go on, don't stop right there
You are too old, why won't you go upstairs
You are lost, waiting on a clean white room
Your lover has left, still anchored to earth
Singing na-ah
Na-ah
Na-ah
Na-ah
You went to church, but couldn't find a loving hand
The sea dock where you proposed is now grey and old
Tulips have run out at the flower shop
Now the rain has become your best friend
Singing na-ah
Na-ah
Na-ah
Na-ah
Na-ah
Na-ah
Na-ah
Na-ah