Gently my eyelids close, i'd rather be good than clever

i'd rather have all facts wrong than no reply whatever..

i learned before i could speak with those "being patient eyes"

when god created my kind. but he forgot to tell me why

so gently my eyelids close..

all alone, at home i sit - i'm very tired of it

burn the midnight oil or pour it on my salad

i lost the thread i thought i had...

Led by hearts & ears - memory lagging behind

no shame being a fool, i got many things on my mind

pick up the phone on first riiiing - i never get out anymore..

there's nowhere to go, but back and there's quicksand outside my door

so gently my eyelids close

all alone, at home i sit - i'm very tired of it

burn the midnight oil or pour it on my salad

i lost the thread i thought i had.. i lost it - i lost it. yeah!

is that a shadow - or a hole in the floor?

and what's that noise outside my door??

home alone. on my own.. and all alone...