Ordinary evening in the back booth

Feelin like an old dull knife

Cutting through this life

You're a faint vision

Or a shadow that I've seen

In the cold, cold night

Like a bad, bad dream

Like a bad dream

Like a bad dream

Ordinary day out in the front room

Painting pictures from a magazine

Asking all the faces

Why not anybody else?

I trace the lines with my eyes

But they never do tell

And I need to stop

Thinking 'bout myself

I'm just thinking 'bout myself

I'm just thinking 'bout myself

I'm just thinking 'bout myself

I'm just

Waiting for you out on the park bench

Watching all the light come through the leaves

Making patterns

On the people

That I'm following

With my evil eye

And now you're here

Telling me

It's been a long, long time

On a short, short leash

And I say wait!

Are you gonna stay by my side

Are you gonna stay by my side

Are you gonna stay by my side

Are you gonna stay by my side

Are you gonna stay by my side

Are you gonna stay by my side

Are you gonna