there are worse things off shore
far worse things i'm sure
than what calls you to door
draws you in and holds you under
and the only light to guide us
is the one who hangs behind us
don't cast a beam over summer dreams
and didn't she always get it this way?
the only light to guide us
is the one who hangs beside us
don't cast a beam over summer dreams
because i don't want to go home
because i don't want to go
because i don't want to go home
because i don't want to go