It may take a little time,
to re-adjust my eyes to your light.
I will try to keep this to myself,
it’s the least I can do, for the good of your health.
No I’m not in a mood, I wanna talk to you.
You just got back from your flight,
you oughtta turn out the light.
I’ve got so much to say,
and I’ve been waiting all day.
But now the words get stuck, they can’t escape.
Lights turn out and the fear it starts.
Beyond doubt, I know who you are.
But I can’t see you, I’m fumbling in the dark.
For a sign that you still wanna be mine.
Please trust things are not as you fear,
I was alone in here, until this stuff appeared.
So lets get back to the point at which I picked you up.
I said “welcome home”, you said you’d missed my touch.
from Dan Whitehouse,
released October 26, 2011
Music: DW & JM