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It's cold outside |
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And the paint's peeling off of my walls |
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There's a man outside |
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In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette |
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Now the light fades out |
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And I wonder what I'm doing |
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In a room like this |
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There's a knock on the door |
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And just for a second I thought |
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I remembered you |
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So now I'm alone |
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Now I can think for myself |
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About little deals |
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And S.U's |
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And things I just don't understand |
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A white lie that night |
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Or a sly touch at times |
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I don't think it meant anything to you |
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So I open the door |
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It's the 'friend' that I'd left in the hallway |
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'Please, sit down' |
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A candlelit shadow on a wall near the bed |
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You know I hate to ask |
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But are 'friends' electric? |
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Only mine's broke down |
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And now I've no-one to love |
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So I found out your reasons |
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For the phone calls and smiles |
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And it hurts |
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And I'm lonely |
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And I should never have tried |
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And I missed you tonight |
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It must be time to leave |
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You see it meant everything to me |
