(G. Johnson/P. Ballantyne)
Well, I’m standing on the outside
Kickin’ stones
Wishing you would come out here
And move my bones
Well, I wanna go someplace
I’ve never been before
Wonder would you follow me
Every where I go
Out here — Can you hear me?
Out here — Can you hear me?
Out here — Can you hear me?
Don’t make a sound…
It’s all my fault ’cause
I played that game
When I knew you were carrying
Another man’s name
Out here — Can you hear me?
Out here — Can you hear me?
Out here — Can you hear me?
Don’t make a sound…
By the way I’m living
You’d think I don’t mind dying
Don’t think hat notion
Never crossed my mind
Out here — Can you hear me?
Out here — Can you hear me?
Out here — Can you hear me?
Don’t make a sound…
I’m standing on the outside
Kickin’ stones