Getting to where we want to be
Doing the things we said we would
Living well is a good defence
Changing you is understood
You’ve been hiding in the coal shed
Too afraid of the sunlight
And there’s not much light in Manchester
Just enough to feel it’s right
Come on, boy
Open up, open up
Let yourself go
Don’t act tuff, boy
L O V E is not a dirty word
To afraid to touch her hand
Her perfume sent from heaven
Still trying to make her laugh
And gently get her home by 11
Top of the bus looking down now
Beer soaked chatter smoke filled air
There’s always a fight, to break up
There’s always time for one little kiss
Walking home now open up
Open up, boy
Let yourself go, boy
Don’t act tuff, boy
L O V E is not a dirty word
Lyric writing, making music and the creative process