Are you sure this is the right way back?
Because I’ve been walking for miles until the sky’s turned red.
Are you sure we can’t just lie on the couch?
We’ll use clothes for sheets/We’ll use pillows for beds.
You say you want to pack up/now you’re saying you’re alright
You want to get on the last bus/Well I’ve been asking this all night
Are you sure we haven’t heard this before?
Because now my eyes are blurred and your cheeks are red.
Downstairs this party’s starting to bore
Lets pick our shoes up/we’ll hit this one on the head
~ Chorus ~
We’re leaving now it wont be right/ we wont get back till Morning Light