CHORUS:

Close the curtains
I wanna beat you wanna beat you wanna beat you up
Close the shutters
I wanna cry here wanna cry here wanna cry here
Close your arms around me
I wanna lose it lose it lose it to you
Mornings on it's way
Wanna beat you, wanna cry here wanna lose it grand

Verse:
I don't understand the English coming from my mouth
Your gaze is slowly heading south Verse:
I'm Molly in an old movie
In a pink dress, hoping you'll walk in the store and buy a record
Verse: I'm John outside your window
With Peter Gabriel on the boom box... saying all the things I can't

Verse:
Looking out the window of the 29th floor
The water's boiling but my cup of tea is still asleep