This may come as a surprise
But I’ve been keeping up with time
Am I left to (?) to your stay?
Back and forth I’m always gone
Caught up on your side, you’re wrong
Mistakes make it hard to (?) it late
Please, tell me I’m wrong
Tell me I don’t need to worry
If I’m back home, don’t doubt
Don’t let me lose it all
Prove me wrong
Soon I’m leaving home again, going back to Birmingham
Should be waiting somewhere in the middle our street
We’ll lose track of the times we say
Forget how we regained our space
Waste our conversations
Spend this standing on my feet
Please, tell me I’m wrong
Tell me I don’t need to worry
If I’m back home, don’t doubt
Don’t let me lose it all
Just prove me wrong
Prove me wrong