Turn it around, baby Spend more time with me Try to believe you, try to believe you Turn it around, baby Spend more time with me It's getting insane, I know Let it not be true I need you Turn it around, baby Turn it around, baby Spend more time with me It's getting insane, I know Let it not be true I need you Turn it a-

Boys in the street are talkin' about leavin', they're leavin' Lookin' for places to go Boys in the street are talkin' about leavin', they're leavin' Lookin' for places to go Andy built his coffin down in Carolina Told me he was runnin' from somethin' But I think he's just out chasin' girls When Mary moved all of her shit to Chicago Her mother made sure that she left with her Bible, but You won't find her face on Sundays Du du du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du Du du du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du All my friends are talkin' about leavin', about leavin' But all my friends are sittin' in their graves All my friends are talkin' about leavin', about leavin' But all my friends are sittin' in their graves Is it any wonder why we all leave home? People say, "I knew you when you were six years old" And you say, "But I've changed, I've changed, I've changed, I've changed" Mom and Dad, if only you could see me now Been here for a year and now I own this town 'Cause I've changed, I've changed, I've changed, I've changed Du du du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du Du du du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du-du-du All my friends are talkin' about leavin', about leavin' But all my friends are sittin' in their graves All my friends are talkin' about leavin', about leavin' But all my friends are sittin' in their graves One day we'll all be ghosts Trippin' around in someone else's home One day we'll all be ghosts, ghosts, ghosts Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts One day we'll all be found No longer lost, we're just hangin' around One day we'll all be found, found, found Found, found, found Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da, ba-da ba ba-da-da Ba-da

Let us talk no more, let us go to sleep, Let the rain fall on the window pane, And fill the castle keep, I am weary now, weary to my bones, Weary from the travelling, And the endless country roads, That brought us here tonight, for all this weekend, And a chance to work it out, For we cannot live together, and we cannot live apart, It's the classical dilemma between the head and the heart; She is sleeping now, softly in the night, And in my heart of darkness she has been the only light, I am lost in love, looking at her face, And still I hear the voice of reason, Telling me to chase these dreams away, Oh here we go again, we're divided from the start, For we cannot live together, and we cannot live apart, It's the classical dilemma between the head and the heart, The head and the heart; Now the dawn begins, and still I cannot sleep, My head is spinning round but now the way is clear to me, There is nothing left, nothing left to show, The jury and the judge will see, it's time to let her go, Now hear the heart: I believe that time will show, She will always be a part of my world, I don't want to see her go; So I plead my case to hear the heart, And stay... It's time to let her go - I don't want to let her go... It's time to let her go - I don't want to let her go... It's time to let her go - I don't want to let her go... It's time to let her go... And in this classical dilemma, I find for - the heart.