(April) Spring, Summer & Wednesdays (Status Quo)

I can't leave, but I won't stay here If I stay, I still won't be here I am the grass upon which she lays April spring summer and Wednesdays I am the hand which feeds her always I am the bed upon which she plays Nah, na na nah, na na nah ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah Nah, na na nah, na na nah ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah I can't leave, but I won't stay here If I stay, I still won't be here I am the feathers in her pillow Anywhere I hide, she knows, I know I am the sunshine through her window Anywhere I go, she goes, we go Nah, na na nah, na na nah ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah Nah, na na nah, na na nah ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah I can't leave, but I won't stay here If I stay, I still won't be here I am the grass upon which she lays April spring summer and Wednesdays I am the hand which feeds her always I am the bed upon which she plays Nah, na na nah, na na nah ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah Nah, na na nah, na na nah ah Nah, na na nah, na na nah