Say my hell is the closet
i'm stuck inside
can't see the light
and my heaven is a nice house in the sky
got central heating
and i'm alright
yeah, yeah, yeah
can't see the light
keep it locked up inside
don't talk about it
talk about the weather
can't see the light
open up my head and let me out, little baby
here we have been standing for a long, long time
treading trodden trails for a long, long time
I say my hell is the closet i'm stuck inside
can't see the light
and my heaven is a nice house in the sky
got central heating and i'm alright
here we have been standing for a long, long time
treading trodden trails for a long, long time
i find sometimes it's easy to be myself
sometimes i find it's better to be somebody else
I see you young and soft oh little baby
little feet, little hands, little baby
one year of cryin' and the words creep up inside
creep into your mind
so much to say
here we have been standing for a long, long time
treading trodden trails for a long, long time
i find sometimes it's easy
to be myself
sometimes i find it's better
to be somebody else
So much to say
open up my head and let me out
little baby