It's cold outside. It gets so hot in here. The boys and girls collide. To the music in my ear. I hear the children crying. And I know it's time to go. I hear the children crying. Take me home. A painted face. And I know we haven't long. We thought that we had the answers. It was the questions we had wrong. I hear the children crying. And I know it's time to go. I hear the children crying. Take me home. Say so say so. Say so say so