Mansion Door

Above, below Under a lonely star Head to toe, hand in hand It gets a whole lot better If your telephone rings at night Would you put some time aside To shut your eyes and fall apart Under the light of a lonely star My one and only lonely star Above, below Under a lonely star Another day to sit around and dream As far as I can see As long as memory I'll be watching from afar Under the light of a lonely star My one and only lonely star Fire burning Clean-cut flowers in the yard Daylight turning All the sleeping statues into girls I feel nothing Sleep is never coming I hear laughter from afar Must be the song of a lonely star If you knew what would happen Then you'd never set foot in the mansion door So many voices singing all of your praises It gets a whole lot better It gets a whole lot better I hope it gets a whole lot better If you leave, please don't go far I need the light of a lonely star My one and only lonely star My one and only lonely star