Sheepdog   standing in the rain,   bullfrog   doing it again   some kind of happinness   is measured out in years   what makes you think   you're something special when you smile   child-like   no one understands   jack knife   in your sweaty hands   some kind of innocence   is measured out in miles   you don't know what it's like   to listen to your fears   you can talk to me   you can talk to me   you can talk to me   if you're lonely you can talk to me   big man   walking in the park Whigwam   frightened of the dark   some some kind of solitude   is measured out in you   you think you know me   but you haven't got a clue   you can talk to me   you can talk to me   you can talk to me   if you're lonely you can talk to me