Red Letter Day

(Tennant/Lowe)

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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