Oh me, oh my, I thought it was a dream
We don’t need to escalate
Everybody wants a thrill
Please could you stop the noise?
Gonna be, gonna be golden
Home is wherever I'm with you
Hold on to the thread
Hurry, boy, it's waiting there for you
Everything turned around
But I would walk five hundred miles
The problem is all inside your head
So we gonna walk, alright!
