♬♫♪

Hello

Do you remember me

I am your long lost pen pal

It must have been ten years ago we last wrote

I don't really know what happened

I guess life came in the way

Let me know if you're still alive

Let me know if you ever used that knife or not

Hello

Yes I remember you

I've got a husband and two children now

I work as an accountant and make fairly good money

I still have your letters, you used a pink pen to write them

And you would comfort me

When my tears would stain the ink

And I would send you mix tapes with Kate Bush on

I have to admit I sometimes lied in those letters

Tried to make life better than it was

I still wasn't kissed at sixteen

And I still need a friend

There was this letter

I never told you this back then

But it would be fair to say it saved my life

I sat in the window

The only one left out from a party again

Pretty sure I didn't have a single friend

Then I checked the mailbox

Dear long lost penpal

I was lying the whole time

I'm really a 46 years old man named Luke

I have three children

And a wife, she doesn't care

And I hope you don't resent me

And I hope you do not hate me

For trying to find my way back to what it's like to be young

I have to admit I sometimes lied in those letters

Tried to make life better than it was

I still wasn't kissed at sixteen

And I still need a friend

♬♫♪

There's a nail in the door

And there's glass on the lawn

Tacks on the floor

And the TV is on

And I always sleep with my guns

When you're gone

There's a blade by the bed

And a phone in my hand

A dog on the floor

And some cash on the nightstand

When I'm all alone the dreaming stops

And I just can't stand

What should I do I'm just a little baby

What if the lights go out and maybe

And then the wind just starts to moan

Outside the door he followed me home

Well goodnight moon

I want the sun

If it's not here soon

I might be done

No it won't be too soon 'til I say

Goodnight moon

There's a shark in the pool

And a witch in the tree

A crazy old neighbour and he's been watching me

And there's footsteps loud and strong coming down the hall

Something's under the bed

Now it's out in the hedge

There's a big black crow sitting on my window ledge

And I hear something scratching through the wall

Oh what should I do I'm just a little baby

What if the lights go out and maybe

I just hate to be all alone

Outside the door he followed me home

Now goodnight moon

I want the sun

If it's not here soon

I might be done

No it won't be too soon 'til I say

Goodnight moon

Well you're up so high

How can you save me

When the dark comes here

Tonight to take me up

To my front walk

And into bed where it kisses my face

And eats my head

Oh what should I do I'm just a little baby

What if the lights go out and maybe

And then the wind just starts to moan

Outside the door he followed me home

Now goodnight moon

I want the sun

If it's not here soon

I might be done

No it won't be too soon 'til I say

Goodnight moon

♬♫♪

Daydreamer

Sitting on the sea

Soaking up the sun

He is a real lover

Of making up the past

And feeling up his girl

Like he's never felt her figure before

A jaw dropper

Looks good when he walks

Is the subject of their talk

He would be hard to chase

But good to catch

And he could change the world

With his hands behind his back, oh

You can find him sittin' on your doorstep

Waiting for a surprise

And he will feel like he's been there for hours

And you can tell that he'll be there for life

Daydreamer

With eyes that make you melt

He lends his coat for shelter

Plus he's there for you

When he shouldn't be

But he stays all the same

Waits for you

Then sees you through

There's no way I

Could describe him

What I'll say is

Just what I'm hoping for

But I will find him sittin' on my doorstep

Waiting for a surprise

And he will feel like he's been there for hours

And I can tell that he'll be there for life

♬♫♪

There's a wind that blows in from the north,

And it says that loving takes its course.

Come here. Come here.

No I'm not impossible to touch,

I have never wanted you so much.

Come here. Come here.

Have I never laid down by your side?

Baby, let's forget about this pride.

Come here. Come here.

Well, I'm in no hurry.

You don't have to run away this time.

I know that you're timid,

but it's gonna be all right this time.

♬♫♪

I am sitting

In the morning

At the diner

On the corner

I am waiting

At the counter

For the man

To pour the coffee

And he fills it

Only halfway

And before

I even argue

He is looking

Out the window

At somebody

Coming in

"It is always

Nice to see you"

Says the man

Behind the counter

To the woman

Who has come in

She is shaking

Her umbrella

And I look

The other way

As they are kissing

Their hellos

I'm pretending

Not to see them

Instead

I pour the milk

I open

Up the paper

There's a story

Of an actor

Who had died

While he was drinking

It was no one

I had heard of

And I'm turning

To the horoscope

And looking

For the funnies

When I'm feeling

Someone watching me

And so

I raise my head

There's a woman

On the outside

Looking inside

Does she see me?

No she does not

Really see me

Cause she sees

Her own reflection

And I'm trying

Not to notice

That she's hitching

Up her skirt

And while she's

Straightening her stockings

Her hair

Has gotten wet

Oh, this rain

It will continue

Through the morning

As I'm listening

To the bells

Of the cathedral

I am thinking

Of your voice...

And of the midnight picnic

Once upon a time

Before the rain began...

I finish up my coffee

It's time to catch the train

♬♫♪

Robert's got a quick hand.

He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.

He's got a rolled cigarette,

hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid.

Yeah he found a six shooter gun.

In his dads closet hidden in a box of fun things,

and I don't even know what.

But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you.

All the other kids with the pumped up

kicks you'd better run, better run,

outrun my gun.

All the other kids with the pumped up

kicks you'd better run, better run,

faster than my bullet.

Daddy works a long day.

He be coming home late, yeah he's coming home late.

And he's bringing me a surprise.

'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice.

I've waited for a long time.

Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger,

I reason with my cigarette,

And say your hair's on fire,

you must have lost your wits, yeah.

All the other kids with the pumped up

kicks you'd better run, better run,

outrun my gun.

All the other kids with the pumped up

kicks you'd better run, better run,

faster than my bullet.