Don’t let me stand here open up the door, the show wasn’t good enough so I came over
I know you don’t feel too good right now, have you heard the news the storm is getting closer
You wouldn’t believe who I met before, the Major of the BQE was trying to sell me the Town Hall
Return to life, are you that tall?
Can you see me standing here, out of your door
*When no hears you, when the morning just began
when no one can see you, you sing it at the sun
Your hands against the window, so many things undone
Just to think about it you forget it again
While I’m here waiting at the other end
I lost connection, or is it you embracing this closure
In the dressing room the actor is thinking, what if I make it clear and let them know that is over
I’m thinking of a good friend and all his drawings fade into one, here at the second floor
*When no hears you, when the morning just began…
