They don't write songs like that anymore!. . You turn me off, and then you leave me in here. And then I'm scratching at, your door, begging you for, some more.
If you hear somebody knocking on your door. See somebody crawling out across the floor. Baby it'll be me. And I'll be looking for you. . If you see somebody climbing up a telegraph pole.
The people throwing pennies in my soup. Expecting me to be ashamed of you. Now my needs are growing and I'm groping round. I am really groping round. .
I spent some time across the waves. I've learned a lot of things I never could. I waved my magic wand over the past. I never understood. . It really doesn't matter at all.
Dear Jo, I don't know where to begin, so I'll just hello. Dear Jo, is it so much better now you're on your own?. Is it alright? You never believed in yourself.
Whooo-oo-whoooo. . This is my life I don't feel whole every night. I hear love, crying down on love so bright. . Tell me to hear. (I feel so good). How can you tell.
Down, down, you can see them all. Rising gaily to the top. Keep on rising babe, you know you got a long drop. You better cling 'cos it's the done thing.
Doom, gloom and misery. That's what you gave to me. Cold, tight, late and mean. Beyond my wildest dreams. . Now that it's over. And the sun came out to shine.
An' on the seven seas, there was a phantom ship a comin'. Shinin' on the dead of night, I heard the crew a hummin'. Tunes that sounded like the Rolling Stones and Leonard Cohen.
I'm gone, don't look for me round here no more. I'm gone, I'm down that road and that's for sure. Here what I say I'm gone gone gone gone gone. . I'm gone, can't take that business anyway.
I'm alive - and the world shines for me today. I'm alive - suddenly I am here today. Seems like forever (and a day), thought I could never (feel this way).
I have a trainset and a garage full of cars. And a soldier with a gun. My mother says I should have more resposibility. As I'm nearly 31. . I have a plane, I have a crane.
See the people all in line,. what's making them look at me?. Can't imagine that their minds. Are thinking the same as me. . I can hear the grass grow.
I can't sh-shake the thought of you. You keep on br-br-breaking through. Then you t-take my breath away. Like a sucker-punch bone blast right in the face.
There's a light bulb dangling from string. It's slowly swaying up over my head now. As I jot down the words that'll never be sung. And wait for my headache to numb.
I just wanna see the weather. But you, you've got my shoes. It feels so wrong, it feels so right. To come home to you late at night. But Baby, where are you now?.