(G. Johnson/P. Ballantyne)
Well, I'm standing on the outside
Kickin' stones
Wishing you would come out here
And move my bones
Well, I wanna go someplace
I've never been before
Wonder would you follow me
Every where I go
Out here - Can you hear me?
Out here - Can you hear me?
Out here - Can you hear me?
Don't make a sound