TIME BABY III Sometimes it rains inside my head And the words run dry Now walls of breathing hands Are reaching up to touch my thigh No they don't have to take you away No they don't have to take you away No they don't have to take you away No they don't have to take you away Sometimes it's bright inside my head Except at the back of my eyes And hands of breathing walls Are reaching up No they don't have to take you away No they don't have to take you away No they don't have to take you away No they don't have to take you away (no no no no)(don't have to take you away) (backs breaking from the way)