Lyrics:
Vega Suzanne Retrospective The Best Of Suzanne Vega

I'd like to help you doctor Yes I really, really would But the din in my head It's too much and it's no good I'm standing in a windy tunnel Shouting

In Liverpool on Sunday No traffic on the avenue The light is pale and thin like you No sound, down in this part of town Except for the boy in the belfry

Ante up, don't be shy Who is that man who is catching my eye? What's underneath all of the deadpan face? Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace? Lamebrain

Oh Mom, the dreams are not so bad It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mom, the old man is telling me something His eyes