Tears of [bad word] down my window pane,
I'm on my own again,good evening, sorrow.
Sit and dream of how things might have been,
And as I close my eyes, I get the strangest feeling.
 [bad word] 
Knock knock, who's there?
Could this be love that's calling?
The door is always open wide.Knock knock - who's there?
Now as the night is falling,
Take off your coat [bad word] inside.

Climb the stair and then I say a prayer,
For someone who could share my situation.
But instead as I lay down my head,
I have to leave it all to my imagination
 [bad word] 

La la la la la, la la la la,
La la la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la, la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la

Sit and dream of how things might have been,
And as I close my eyes I get the strangest feeling