You make your way into the nightnWith everything you keep insidenYou wrote a song for yesterdaynThat you can’t sing, and you won’t playnEverything is coming home, you’re putting on another shownBut you still wake up all alone on someone else’s answer phone, ohnnStop following the sun, come and get somenStop thinking all about the wrong directionn‘Cos when you find your way you’ll say you knew it all alongnnAnd when the conversation ends, you wanna start it up againnI’ve got nothing left to spend on fixing up the things you’ve mendednSunlight through your window pane, you’ve been woken up againnBy someone who can’t explain, everything he thinks you mean ohnnStop following the sun, come and get somenStop thinking all about the wrong directionn‘Cos when you find your way you’ll say you knew it all alongn