You've grown all day and all around you sin The words of growing things, ooo An endless sunset on the grey stone wall A line of songs you're shown off It's real love and hope No, it's gone Take your coat off and warm her shoulder (It's all yours) Tell her your fact, to win the referee thin A radiant home needs an alls alright When late at night the crying calls It's your turn, I've had mine It's real love and hope No, it's gone Take your coat off and warm his shoulder Let go of life It's your time Sleep with a coat on your cold shoulder You found Is not yours now All around your sin Words are dying thin