Status Quo - (April) Spring, Summer and Wednesdays

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