Oh, can't you tell me about the things that you do
when you're gone?
I want to hear you, want to read you, want to talk until
dawn – dawn – dawn
but you don't give me much to go on
I always want more than I can have of you
it's a shame, nothing's quite the same
it's a damn shame –
it's a damn shame
sing to the big room
you'll be home soon
you'll be getting in late
patience the virtue
how it hurts you when
it knows you've got to
wait – wait – wait
and you might take all night at this rate
I always want more than I can have of you
it's a shame, nothing's quite the same
it's a damn shame, it's a damn shame
nobody knows you
nobody knows you
like you do
nobody knows you, no
nobody knows you, so
who are you?
I always more than I can have of you
it's a shame, nothing's quite the same
it's a damn shame –
it's a damn shame –
baby, it's a shame
it's a damn shame
