A boy tries hard to be a man, his mother takes him by the hand, / If he stops to think, he starts to cry. / Oh why?
If you walkaway, walkaway / I walk away, walkaway - I will follow.
I was on the inside, when they pulled the four walls down, / You we're looking through the window, I was lost, I am found.
If you walkaway, walkaway / I walkaway, walkaway - I will follow.
Your eyes make a circle, I see you when you go in there
If you walkaway, walkwaway / I walkaway, walkaway - I will follow / I will follow / I will follow...