I can´t leave, but I won´t stay here If I stay, I still won´t be here I am the grass upon which she lays April spring summer and Wednesdays I am the hand which feeds her always
Iam the bed upon which she plays
Nah, na na nah, na na nah-ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah Nah, na na nah, na na nah-ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah I can´t leave, but I won´t stay here If I stay, I still won´t be here I am the feathers in her pillow Anywhere I hide, she knows, I know I am the sunshine through her window Anywhere I go, she goes, we go
Nah, na na nah, na na nah-ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah Nah, na na nah, na na nah-ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah
I can´t leave, but I won´t stay here If I stay, I still won´t be here I am the grass upon which she lays April spring summer and Wednesdays I am the hand which feeds her always Iam the bed upon which she plays
Nah, na na nah, na na nah-ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah Nah, na na nah, na na nah-ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah