Nothing like a belly full of stitches
To let you know you're alive
Nothing like the leash of limitation
To make you want to try
Nothing like a dodgy fortune teller
 [bad word] the next goodbye
Nothing like a naive girl
Whose wide sad eyes say "Why?"

Some of this was in April
Most of it was in the spring
But some of it will be the autumn, too
What a chill that recognition brings
Yes, some of this was in April
Most of it was in the spring
But some of it will be the autumn, too
What a chill that recognition brings

Hug me, touch me, hold me down
Until I can't resist
Because I have been so restless, restless
And I am tired of it

Just like these crazy nations, history repeating
Hot tempered and inflated, self-defeating
Hand over foot digging for something to believe in
bite to the back of my neck, bliss is fleeting

I look at children and I wonder
I smell the flowers and I smile
If today could be tomorrow
Then I have done alright so far
Nothing like a careless thought
To put a sparkle in the eye
That sparkle is the thing I fall for every time
Because I am such a magpie

Hug me, touch me, hold me down
Until I can't resist
Because I have been so restless, restless
And I am tired of it
I'm so tired of it