We went down to the midlands, and he stayed behind with my friends. In the car with my brother, and the strange regrets of a child. Stay with us for a while. We are small and caught in your tide. Could you spare some time and explain how it all goes down this way? We arrived in the springtime, in a house too big for just three. We commute as the years pass. We turn strange, and start to drift apart. Stay with us for a while. We are small and caught in your tide. Could you spare some time and explain how it all goes down this way? Stay with us for a while. We are small and caught in your tide. Could you spare some time and explain how it all goes down this way? And I know there's no-one to blame, but I'm a stranded boy anyway.