The kids are freed, now all they need is a gift from their mum and dad   They heard the tones, of Spanish phones stranded in the sand.      You left on the lights, is there somebody home   You left on the lights, is there somebody home   Left on the lights, is there somebody home, light and magic      You cut your hair and made a friend, now they're falling into you   This is the closest that you will get to them, how do you do?      You left on the lights, is there somebody home   Switched off your voicemail and left it alone   Left on the lights, is there somebody home, light and magic      Then lost some time in someone’s line, might just've caught the show   This is not real, but it will deal with this thing between tonight and   tomorrow...      By the beach in a one-storey building, you're lucky if the light's not out   But, baby, now you look like a Xerox of yourself.      The kids are free, now all they need is a gift from their mum and dad