Texty: Ocean Colour Scene. Downstream.

Lay down your head, and look to your window
Where do you go, when its not where you're goin'?
And how do you see, when the light isn't shinin'?
Where you could be, if you worked out the timin'?

An' how does it feel
When the world comes on so real and true?
An' how do you do the things you do to you?

If I were a king, and you were a lady
What would I sing, to say what I'm sayin'?
An' would you believe, the verse is left open?
My heart on my sleeve, the rhymin' all broken

An' how does it feel
When the world comes back so real and true?
An' how do you do the things you do to you?

Sell me a river, and I'll skate away
To the downstream, where I did play
So easy minded, like a hill on the skyline
Tripped up and blinded, just gettin' lost on the sidelines

An' how does it feel
When each word comes back so real and true?
An' how do you do the things you do to you?
Woh ohh
An' how do you do the things you do to you?

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
(How? Ohh)
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooo