I'll find a place somewhere in the corner
I'm gonna waste the rest of my days
Just watching patiently from the window
Just waiting, seasons change, some day, oh oh,
My dreams will pull you through that garden gate

I want to be the wandering sailor
We're silhouettes by the light of the moon
I sit playing solitaire by the window
Just waiting, seasons change, ah hah, you'll see
Some day these dreams will pull you through my door

And I'll [bad word] to tie your shoe
I'll [bad word] to tie your shoe
I'll [bad word] to tie your shoe
I'll [bad word] to tie your shoe

Oh, oh oh-oh-oho-oho-oho-oho-oho-o-o-o
Oh, oh oh-oh-oho-oho-oho-oho-oho-o-o-o
I'll [bad word] to tie your shoe
I'll [bad word] to tie your shoe
I'll [bad word] to tie your shoe
I'll [bad word] to tie your shoe