School days are done,

There’s no going back where you came from,

So I'm up I'm gone,

If you can't stay here then you might as well move along.

Don't tell me,

How to talk when I been singing all my life,

Don't tell me,

How to walk when I've been running all my life.

I like being me,

If you can't handle that then you can just forget about me,

Oh I like being me,

If you Don't like that then we just Don't agree.

So get you head straight,

There’s no free ride now you're making your own mistakes,

So I'm moving on,

When you can't stay still then you might as well roll along.

Don't tell me,

How to talk when I been singing all my life,

Don't tell me,

How to walk when I've been running all my life.

I like being me,

If you can't handle that then you can just forget about me,

Oh I like being me,

If Don't like that then we just Don't agree.

Time is all you've got,
So use it well,Time is all you got,
So stay here a spell.I've been waiting years,
To meet someone like you,
If you hold on to me,
I'll never forget you.Time is all we have,
So use it well,Time is all we have,
Stay with me a spell.I was holding out for so long,
To meet someone like you,
If you hold on to me,
I'll never forget you.

Come on darling,
Leave the door open,
Cos I am coming home to you.I miss those faces,
Familiar places,
I am coming home to you.I'll come to my senses,
Stop asking questions,
I am coming home to you.I hear you say it but,
Come what may,
I am coming home to you.How long we been waiting,
Like strangers without saying,
Anything that sounds like the truth.Give up that fight and,
Hold it to the light and,
It leads me back to you.There’s a light at the back door,
I can't wait anymore,
Ooh I'm coming home to you.Come on darling,
Leave the door open,
Cos I am coming home to you.

I'll be your pillow,
Lay your head down low,
Lay your head down low.I'll be your blue sky,
Lay your head up high,
Lay your head up high.I'll be your meadow,
Lay your head down low,
Lay your head down low.

I'm a working man,
And I've got working hands,
And I've worked the land for ages, hmm.

But the toll this life has taken,
Is a back that’s always aching,
And if my scars could tell their tales,
It'd take a long, long time,
You'd hear about broken bones and splinters.

Yeah, tankard ales and long dark winters,
A laureate who’s not worried at the rhyme.

Oh but when the rain comes down,
I stop the rain from falling on the ground.

I'm a working man,
And I've got working hands,
I've worked the land for ages, hmm,
For ages, hmm.