She walks down those alleyways
'Mother's ruin', she said to herself
Don't let me feel anything
How you doing? You ain't from round here
'Cause Fridays and Saturdays
Mother's ruin, their own little girls
Don't let me feel anything
Keep them dreaming, there's more to this world
Publisher: BUG MUSIC
I still do it anyways
Don't let me feel anything
But don't wake me up again
Now don't wake me up again
But when you go, let me dream that I go with you
But Fridays and Saturdays
Now don't wake me up again
So you won't make my heart ache anymore
And anything is better than out there
And every day is 'Father's Day'
"I'm just screwing my own mental health"
Leave the light on and don't shut the door
Won't you come in? I'm really not scared
But when you go, let me dream that I go with you
But when you go, let me dream that I go with you
A latter day lady of the lamp
He stays until there's nothing left to say
So I won't cry myself dry anymore
But turn her the other way
Songwriters: Peter Glenister, Kirsty Maccoll
'Cause I can't take it 'round here anymore