A lonely smile in the clouds   And the smell of foreign bodies   He waits for you to ask him out   Three hours sitting in the lobby      It's another hollow line   From a wooden body   And you know you love him   Because you know he loves you      Hollow line   Waste of time   Hollow line   Just another hollow line      I heard you getting into Zen   And you've got a Buddhist friend   I didn't think you had the patience   I guess, you've proved me wrong again      Who are you?   Who are you?      Hollow line   Waste of time   Hollow line   Just another hollow line      One day you're sitting very still   And repeating of a burden   Then next you are wearing Fabergé, oh dear   On your way to Covent Garden      It's another hollow line   From a wooden body   And you know you love him   Because you know he loves you      Who are you?   Who are you?      Hollow line   Waste of time   Hollow line   Waste of time      Hollow line   Waste of time   Hollow line   Just another hollow line