Won't you come round my way For some conversation, please It's a conversation piece Oh won't you come round my way Take me back to California To those crystal neon signs The traveling sensation I'm blinded by the light There are eyes on every corner

Welcome back to the pipe Oh, hello, thank you for tuning in You're listening to Breeze FM Where we shoot the breeze, all day long Up next we have a little treat for you A few new songs from new comer Mac DeMarco, So sit back and enjoy Ladies and

Put our heads together and think on it Maybe later on we can sleep on it But for right now Girl we just need to drink on it Hey girl, hey where ya goin' Come back and sit back down You look too good to be heading home so early now You say you gotta work

I was a strong man Come back and see what love did to me A raging flood I was a child Stalking a dream I was a blindfolded bumblebee My trail is blazing Smoke over head My trail is blazaing

'Cause every tear that flows falls into the ocean And rises to the sky And then the rain will come Right before the sun shines It's your turn to cry baby cry (Don't cry no more) Going back to the memories Reminiscing bout you and me Thinking how it used

Those melodies come back to me Time beyond our heartbeat I guess I'm too slow, yes, I'm too, yes, I'm too slow But you said anytime of the day was fine You said anytime of the night was also fine Maybe dive in or maybe hang back It was our third time in

I’m torn to pieces, I’m broken down I still see your face when you’re not around I sit here in misery wondering if I’ll ever be Half the man you wanted me to be Even though I know you’re not gonna come back I can’t wash it away It’s tearing me to pieces

I've been down this road just searchin' for the end And it don't go nowhere, it just brings you back again Leaves you lonely and cold, standin' on the shoulder But you've come too far to go back home So you're walkin' on a nowhere road There's a road in

I’m reaching for the door And I don’t understand why it has to be this way Lock the door, me in the closet But it’s just too hard on me, oh So come back home Picture of you in my pocket It’s all I really have left of you And it’s not enough to keep me

It’s for your eyes only, living for you solely My ah ah ah ah me I know you’ll come back around My L L L LSD My ee ee ee ee ee You want a Jamaican one You’re no good for me