Here I am, waiting for you

To feel what you say you feel, can I believe in you?

There's no reason for me to stay inside

Waiting for my release when I don't have to hide

Tuesday morning a letter came from you

A picture of yourself telling me, what you want to do

You're fifty eight, and I'm nineteen again

You promised me a life outside

You say you just want to be my friend



Having the best day of my life

Until the day I met you

Having the best day of my life

Until I found out you were you



Where does it lead me, right back inside?

Walking down for trial not the aisle as your bride

Six feet under, a duvet under your head

I'm lying in your flowery sheets in your four poster bed



Having the best day of my life

Until the day I met you

Having the best day of my life

Until I found out you were you



I hope you'll understand this 

This wasn't planned you know

It's hard for me to say this

But you know you let me down

I don't do well with pain Mr. Davies

So I had to take you down

To comfort me and help me

I 'm safer inside

So I can't harm anyone else again

Sleep well Mr. Davies

I'm back inside again

Writing you another letter

I hope you still want to be my friend 

I'll love you until the end