Then came the sound of a perfect way out
Before the walls get to close and the ceiling falls down
I'll find excuses for my actions because I know better
And rob myself of joy, always and forever
The only way to calm my nerves so I can begin again
Is to close my door and listen close at 45rpm
And with a breath I say take me home
And when it ends I am left alone
I walk with both arms to my side
But in my mind they're both spread wide
I'm not looking for a warm embrace
I'm really asking why?
With both arms open, hands to fingers
My eyes are open but the [bad word] still lingers
You can't expect to understand love
When you admire lonely singers