Every night I read this novel about you  Holding roses in the pouring rain  But the ending's tore up, trying to hail a cab  Think no one can read you, but I can    Well we move into a house down on Cherry Lane  And watch the world go by  Am I'm missing a page    I wanna be the one who walks you home  Who walks you home tonight  Staring into her eyes and then try and explain it  But it's written in a language that was meant to fuck you up  And I can never get close enough  But I lie  But I lie down on her pillow  And you feel like you was going away  Going away when you got no place to go  But back in her arms lying on her pillow  Curled up with a book down on Cherry Lane  The glass it hits the floor and you're walking away  But I wanna be the one who walks you home  Who walks you home anyway  Stare into her eyes and then try to explain it  Try to explain it away  I wanna be the one who walks you home  Who walks you home tonight  Stare into her eyes and then try to explain it  Try to explain it away  But that shit just fucks you up  And I can never get close enough  I can never get close  I can never get close enough  I can never get close enough to you