(calling your names) Away from the games (fucking head games) The circumstances of a world so cold Away from the name Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) 'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us Away from the space

As a man can be Baby, please Down in the deep blue see I'm blue and lonesome I'm blue and lonesome, yeah I don't have no headache about myself My love has gone away from me Baby, please come back to me Come on home to me

Don't waste your time Don't let it slip away from you If it's the last thing that you do I hope the sun shows the way Don't crush my spirit today Reveal your precious stones So I can help myself I dig through bone and skull Imagine black emerald

(calling your names) Away from the games (fucking head games) The circumstances of a world so cold Away from the name Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) 'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us Away from the space