Texty: Go-betweens. Two Steps Step Out.

I haven't heard a voice that I can trust
And all this sweetness turns a throat to rust
I'm standing on a quay, wrapped up in mist
The steamer's left with someone that I miss

I'd walk a hundred miles

Sold my horse, got fired by the consul
A testament to flags, I was hostile
Tried faith and drugs and gold
It didn't work, I couldn't fill the hole

I'd walk a hundred miles
A thousand miles, a million miles

Two steps step out
Towards your door
I'll be calling round, round

Two steps step out
I'm on my way
Here I am now

I started cutting marble in a quarry
I worked my hands, I wasn't in a hurry
The time I did to pass the time
The time I did to pass the time

I'd walk a hundred miles

So now, I'm loading wool down at the wharf
The ships unload and then they head back North
And every time the mist comes in
I sit and watch the mist come in

I'd walk a hundred miles
A thousand miles, a million miles

Two steps step out
Towards your door
I'll be calling round, round

Two steps step out
I'm on my way
Here I am now

I'd walk a hundred miles
A thousand miles, a million miles

Two steps step out
Towards your door
I'll be calling round, round

Two steps step out
I'm on my way
Here I am now, now

Two steps step out
I'm on my way
I'm on my way now