Visuals by Strange Loops
Music by WASH
"Your blushing cheeks admit defeat
before you even try to speak.
No matter if you know their wrong.
Religiously hold your tongue.
You know you miss the world when you keep your blues eyes down.
You know there ain't a lot of love in the cold hard ground.
And you wonder why you always feel alone
When you're running, running, running home.
Your muttered tones tend to stutter.
An empty boat without a rudder.
Sail away into the blue.
No rescue ship can save you.
You know you miss the world when you keep your blues eyes down.
You know there ain't a lot of love in the cold hard ground.
And you wonder why you always feel alone
When you're running, running, running home."
