Down the road and up the hill
I wait for you still
Wires 'round my fingers
Potentially lovely
Perpetually human
Suspended and open
Open
Open
Through those woods and past the trains
I wait here in vain
Scrubbing out the stains again
Potentially lovely
Perpetually human
Suspended and open
Open
Open
In a night, the snow starts falling
And everybody stares
Through their windows at the streetlights
Too beautiful to see
In a room I've built myself
Four straight walls
One floor
One ceiling
And day after day, I wake up feeling
Day after day feeling, feeling
Potentially lovely
Perpetually human
Suspended and open
Open
Open
Open
Open up
Your eyes
And then
Ah
La-La-La-La-La-La-La