Texty: The Tossers. Late.

Well, it's oh so late, are you asleep?
Well, there's not a sound, so it's time for me to dream
The window pane, late city scenes
So far away from where I was weaned

Well, there was a girl, so long ago
All through the park at night we would go
All just as late, as it is now
Two discontented, a young one's vow

Well, I'm here for you, only to adore you
You mean everything to me
Well, I'm here for you, only to adore you
And you're with me wherever I go
And I miss you wherever I go

Well, goodbye to old friends, well, I watched you go
From where I sit now, I still say, "Hello"
All the memories gone by, those that I couldn't call
An eternal divide with the distance too long

A dead as a mackerel, dead as a door
A dead as a nail but never a bore
Always good for a laugh, good for a shout
Always good for a memory when the lights are out

Well, I'm here for you, only to adore you
You mean everything to me
Well, I'm here for you, only to adore you
And you're with me wherever I go
And I miss you wherever I go
And I love you wherever I go