I woke up and he was screaming,
I left him dreaming.
I'll roll over and hold on tightly
And whisper, ‘If they want you, they're gonna have to fight me.
Oh fight me.'
I woke up on a bench on Shepherd's Bush Green,
A candle at my chest, and a head on his knee.
I got up it was dark there is no one in the park at this hour.
How do I keep finding myself here?
‘Oh fight me.'
I looked back and he was screaming,
I left him dreaming
A dangerous feat.
And I'll run back and shake him tightly
And whisper, ‘If they want you they're gonna have to fight me.
Oh fight me.'
But if I wake up on a bench on Shepherd's Bush Green,
A candle at my chest, and a head on his knee
I'll roll over and hold on tightly
And scream, ‘If they want you, they're gonna have to fight me.
Oh fight me.
Oh fight me.'
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