Keyman

Disciplinary, and it's all kinda scary If I jingle my keys, don't call me Keyman, please! Rewind, refine and you'll find me inside Fine, you can fawn 'til the dawn I'll be dreaming for the open-morning lovely girl Wrote you a song and now you're singing it wrong And if I jingle my keys, don't call me Keyman, please! Rewind, refine and you'll find me inside Fine, you can fawn 'til the dawn I'll be dreaming for the open-morning lovely girl No one afra-aid Tongue upon tongue When love is all pa-ain I'll think about where we've gone Someone might say-ay (Oh, what?) A girl who's crying (Ooh) And trust with my ra-ain Lovingly wrote your song Hear that sound? (Hear that sound?) It was a signal from my i-island (From my i-island) Now you can see it and survi-i-ive (See it and survi-i-ive) Nonsense, it's the way washing up from the wave Oh, hear that sound? (Hear that sound?) It was a signal from my i-island (From my i-island) Now you can see it and survi-i-ive (See it and survi-i-ive) Nonsense, it's the way washing up from the wave Rewind, refine and you'll find me inside Fine, you can fawn 'til the dawn I'll be dreaming for the open-morning lovely girl Dreaming for the open-morning lovely girl (Oh-oh-oh) Please call me Keyman, I can understand it Much better than unlocking vanity Thus, call me Keyman, in fact, I demand it Opened doors sound sensible to me Oh, call me Keyman like I comprehend it Wagering forth some bludgeoned harmony But when I go then please still call me Keyman Not for how it were, but for how I beg to be