Follow You - Sway

Where do I go, from here?

Feeling so far, from near

Someone give me a hand

A hand to hold

Someone give me a voice to guide me home.

Oh

Plays to her beat, he’s living in her drum

And like a harp on her heart strings he strums

We’re both in love are the words she sung

But her family ain’t hearing her she might as well hum

She says he’s Mr Right they say he’s Mr Wrong

And she replies can’t we all get along?

And though she don’t agree in the way he makes change

She believes he’s gonna change, and get a job

He’s with his friends saying ‘Catch them young, and their forever yours'

She’s forever indoors

She was ready to start Uni

‘till he got down on his two knees

And made his enemies in-laws

She’s two weeks late.

The door goes knock knock

Police take him away, he gets locked up

He’s caught himself a case

She’s bought herself a test and the suspects the same guy that’s left her

knocked up

Where does she go?

When your thoughts start sounding like noise

You’re at the crossroads trying to make a choice

With no shoulder to cry on

And all you have left is a voice

Where do I go, from here?

Feeling so far, from near

Someone give me a hand

A hand to hold

Someone give me a voice to guide me home.

Oh

You’ve got to follow you

You’ve got to follow you

You’ve got to follow your heart

You’ve got to follow you

You’ve got to follow you

You’ve got to follow your heart

Heart

Life is, so short

He didn’t know his Father, and never really talked about it

Plus he was brought up well

So unless you brought it up, well, he never really thought about it

Looking at his own kids, reminds him he ain’t got no hate

And then he had a strange phone call from a sister that he didn’t know existed

‘Is this some kind of prank?'

‘No wait!'

she said

‘Please, the Father that we share is in a critical condition under care

I heard stories about you and I know it wasn’t fair

But the fact he wasn’t there it doesn’t me he doesn’t care'

He’s gonna need a donor, at least be assessed

He agreed to the test and the results came back

He’s a straight match

But should he take the risk for a stranger that was supposed to play Dad?

Now, where does he go?!

When your thoughts start sounding like noise

You’re at the crossroads trying to make a choice

With no shoulder to cry on

And all you have left is a voice

Where do I go, from here?

Feeling so far, from near

Someone give me a hand

A hand to hold

Someone give me a voice to guide me home.

Oh

You’ve got to follow you

You’ve got to follow you

You’ve got to follow your heart

You’ve got to follow you

You’ve got to follow you

You’ve got to follow your heart

Heart