Stuck at your front gate with some pictures I just want to hand ya Almost made the door knock twice, broke down on your verandah Turn the dry concrete into wet concrete I can’t find you anywhere (find you find you find you find you) I can’t find you anywhere (pictures pictures pictures pictures) So I wrote you a letter in capital letters saying all that I care for, all that i care for is... Where you’ve been hiding. Which way the habits collect neatly upon your stairs Which way we’ll be end them both discreetly, leaving ‘em for dead When I find, When you find, When we find, When I’ve found Where
you’ve been hiding.