You can act all shy
But you know that I want you
In the dead of night
I want to live with you
So terrified of the road that takes you
Me too
Don't modify, every one adores you
At least I do
Right where the black wood sighs
I look at you, through and through
Right where your father died
I'll hold on to your hand
So terrified of the road that takes you
Me too
Don't modify, every one adores you
At least I do, ha-ha-ha
Everybody has you up on their wall sometimes
Everybody thinks of you when they sleep at night
When I say, "Everybody," I'm actually referring to mе, eeh-eeh, eeh, eeh
