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I often think about the nights
The times before I learnt that all my days have got a number
Chasing all the girls up Lilyhill, bare-chested in the rain
The green and white on a Saturday
Birling through the turnstiles, singing all the way down Easter Road
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'Cause I'm still listening for the van
Counting change from out my pocket for an ice-cream from the man
I'm skinnin' all my knees
Running from the polis, hide and seek along Great Junction Street
But I always felt this awful shame, coming from a scheme
And I never took my education, so
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'Cause I will never grow, no, never will I grow so old again, I know, I know
Everywhere I go I hold your sorrow in my bones
And, and even though I said
Even though I swore I'm never coming home again, I know
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'Cause I am whistling in the dark
I've been trying to hold a candle
I've been trying to change my feelings
I've been crying in my sleep
And when she wakes to give me comfort
I say I can't recall my sorrow
'Cause I hold you to my breast
And I've been keeping all your secrets
Maybe one day you will release me, so
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'Cause I will never grow, no
Never will I grow so old again, I know, I know, I know
Everywhere I go I hold your sorrow in my bones
And, and even though I swore
Even though I swore I'm never, never, never coming home, I know