(sylvester)   Sitting here alone   Drinking from an empty can of beer   Wishing you were here      Think I hear the bell   Must be my imagination   Hoping you'll appear      Are you feeling well   Would you write a letter just to say   Had a lovely day      I never realized   How lonely I would be without you   I guess I'll pull down the blind   I've finished all the wine   I guess I'll pull down the blind   I feel I'm feeling fine      Had a busy day brought in the milk   And saw the folks next door   Who could ask for more      Tomorrow leaves today   I look at a photograph of you and me   How's the family      I guess I'll pull down the blind   I've finished all the wine   I guess I'll pull down the blind   I feel I'm feeling fine