never returned her kisses or love But soon he'd found that she'd overgrown This man who's finding a way back home So the leaves are all dead in this broken man's June The rain will still fall on the sunny afternoon He stares at the floor, no more to roam He's slowly finding a way back home Well I once heard a story about a run-down home Where a man with regrets lived all alone He tried to live, no effort was shown He'll never find a way back home Bonus Track (Ed Sheeran 2005) I want to be real Not some conscience to myself The way you worship, never ending Some idol who's pretending to be true How you put upon yourself A man who never seems To answer to you words So go and make me over I'm a fly upon your neck You can't control me I have my words, my voice My strengths, my choice And I can cut as deep Just as deep as I need Don't want your advice Cos I've made up my own mind The way you bore me with the stories Of far and distant times I've heard it before So don't try that on me The way you worship, never-ending Some idol who's pretending to be true It could be you Brainwashed by the lies It's no surprise That you'd wanna waste your time I'm a fly upon your neck You can't control me I have my words, my voice