Hold Yr Terror Close

One, two, three, four Here, the future is ever so near Why should we all be alone Every night on the way home This time, we should be starting again Get up, I'm counting to ten Seeing you comb on your hair Pretending that no one is there You know, it could be better than that But wait until tomorrow morning Learning to be you is what hurts most Close your eyes and hold your terror close Out here, I hear you come in loud and clear I carried you 'till it got dark And then walked you home through the park You're right, strangers are easy to like Thunder and lightning will strike Make the move, you'll get the knack Echoes that don't answer back Just please, give me a chance to say no But wait until tomorrow morning Learning to be you is what hurts most Close your eyes and hold your terror close