Stoke

Tell me you're leaving
Who's fault is it?
Blame it on me
Well not this time round
Now it's all crashed
We're in the choking fallout
No eye contact
Now the time's up
Thoughts provoke
You can stay here
I'm going to Stoke
I'm going to Stoke
I'm going to Stoke
On the open road
Trying not to think about you
Driving through the night
Curse myself to think about you
I'm going to Stoke
I'm going to Stoke
I'm going to Stoke
The days go by
I'm sitting by the posters
All the bands
We grew to love
Now they're smiling with your eyes
The paper whispers your name
The wind doesn't howl
It doesn't howl the same
It's like the town is mocking me
Should I have let you go?
Let you walk out on me
Now I'm going to Stoke
I'm a broken hearted man
Sitting in the subways
You carry on
With a house in Sole Bay (house in Sole Bay)
Don't you know I think about you?
Don't you know I dream of you?
Don't you know I want to see you?