(M. Downes/M. Johnson) Sticks and stones - Words will never break my heart Sticks and stones - Baby we just gotta part Sticks and stones - How we gonna work it? You've got sticks and I've got stones. Sometimes it's hard to see Through all the trees, the birds and bees Yeah all those things It can be a little grey, in your world some days Wanna see the sun break through again Well let me spell it out The times they've changed Don't stay the same, it's what its all about So you take a few words To twist then shout Free at last, of this there is no doubt