Go to work and take your calls Hang the fruits Of your labour on the walls Such precision and care What does it matter If there's no one here to share
Flowers in the garden Blue wine The waiting for godot And so much modern time?
All I want Is what you want I'm always waiting For a red letter day
The years perfecting a stance Of measured cool Fade into insignificance The moment one starts to understand What on earth Does it profit a man?
All I want Is what you want I'm always waiting For a red letter day
For something special Somehow new Someone saying 'i love you' Baby, I'm waiting For that red letter day
You can sneer Or disappear behind a veneer Of self-control But for all of those who don't fit in Who follow their instincts And are told they sin This is a prayer for A different way
All I want Is what you want I'm always waiting For a red letter day
Like christmas morning When you're a kid Admit you love me And you always did Baby I'm hoping For that red letter day Today
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