When on Easter morning you moved out, guess what I found out
I will never fall in love with you again to make me proud of litlle things
that you and I have planned but never shown to magazines and papers of
tomrrow's rock''roll
Are you afraid at all?
If there's anything you'd like to say
Well shout it all out loud
I'm all ears for all your fears and tears
Cos they just make proud of all the things
That i have planned and have a chance to show
To magazines and websites of tomorrow's rock and roll