So I hear that you don’t like the lonely parties
You prefer to be catching yourself in the storm of the eye
Well, forgive me my trespass, if I guess at you wrong, I’m sorry
But if smiles keep you busy, then maybe you need time to cry
Run along, catch your ride, hitch your buggy to horse
Have no shame in the chase, in the ever-glorious try
At the end of the night, everyone falls asleep, of course
And you’re left by yourself, with your unlimited time to cry
Maybe I don’t know where the clock’s gonna end, but maybe I might
But baby, I am sure if you’re just made of friends, you won’t ever set right
So don’t let me stop you now, no need to wonder how I called your bluff
Just forget that I’ve seen the end of the road, where the time it takes is not enough
So I get your uncertainty, you are a man among men
And alone, you’re a boy with his mom always waving goodbye
But I don’t understand why you wait til she comes ‘round again
Why you wait at the window while biding your watch with a sigh