your dreams kill me! so deep andnprofound our thoughts can changendirection cos our heads are round butni ain't leaving i have nowhere to gonni don't need to be liked the stress is toonmuch but when shove comes to pushnI don't know who to trust i ain't leavingnI have no where to go you know I'mnstaying 'cos my feet are too sorennyou can hound me, hound me but i'mnnot going down our thoughts cannchange direction because our headsnare roundnnit's a writer's life i can get my feet up itnmakes sense to change but now I'venmade my mind up i ain't leaving Inhave nowhere to go you know I'mnstaying because my boots just won't go!