Just Like A Friend

You, small frame, big eyes

You, take note, resign

New black coat, designed

To woo the ill-advised

She's in my head and she runs the show

She's tied her threads so they cut them close

I kick my feet and I stay at home

They laugh at me now I've missed the boat

And he'll go singing door to door

When his heart of gold's becoming sore

Did it all just hit too close to home

When you shot for the moon?

And so, our doors are closed

And so, two birds one stone

So go, lead by the nose

And so, get off your throne

She's in my head and she runs the show

She's tied her threads so they cut them close

I kick my feet and I stay at home

They laugh at me now I've missed the boat

And he'll go singing door to door

When his heart of gold's becoming sore

Did it all just hit too close to home

When you shot for the moon?

And he'll go singing door to door

When his heart of gold's becoming sore

Did it all just hit too close to home

When you shot for the moon?

For the moon (x4)