You don’t follow me now, ribbons in hair Searching for answers When there’s none there Then following me round, up my stair Into my bedroom if I’m there Hoping for something Because it seems the right thing to do
You know what to do then Yeah yeah yeah You know what to do then Yeah yeah yeah
You still follow me now, temptingly fair Finding your answers When there’s none there Hoping for something Because it seems the right thing to do
You know what to do then Yeah yeah yeah You know what to do then Yeah yeah yeah