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Go to work and take your calls
Hang the fruits of your labour on the walls
Such precision and care
What does it matter if there´s no one here to share
The flowers in the garden, the wine
The Waiting For Godot and so much modern time?
All I want is what you want
I´m always waiting for a red letter day
The years perfecting a stance
Of measured cool fade into insignificance
The moment one starts to understand
What on earth does it profit a man?
All I want is what you want
I´m always waiting for a red letter day
For something special, somehow new
Someone saying "I love you"
Baby, I´m waiting for that red letter day
You can sneer or disappear
Behind a veneer of self-control
But for all of those who don´t fit in
Who follow their instincts and are told they sin
This is a prayer for a different way
All I want is what you want
I´m always waiting for a red letter day
Like Christmas morning when you´re a kid
Admit you love me and you always did
Baby, I´m hoping for that red letter day today
Translate to:
Go to work and take your calls
Hang the fruits of your labour on the walls
Such precision and care
What does it matter if there´s no one here to share
The flowers in the garden, the wine
The Waiting For Godot and so much modern time?
All I want is what you want
I´m always waiting for a red letter day
The years perfecting a stance
Of measured cool fade into insignificance
The moment one starts to understand
What on earth does it profit a man?
All I want is what you want
I´m always waiting for a red letter day
For something special, somehow new
Someone saying "I love you"
Baby, I´m waiting for that red letter day
You can sneer or disappear
Behind a veneer of self-control
But for all of those who don´t fit in
Who follow their instincts and are told they sin
This is a prayer for a different way
All I want is what you want
I´m always waiting for a red letter day
Like Christmas morning when you´re a kid
Admit you love me and you always did
Baby, I´m hoping for that red letter day today