Here I am, waiting for you   To feel what you say you feel, can I believe in you?   There's no reason for me to stay inside   Waiting for my release when I don't have to hide   Tuesday morning a letter came from you   A picture of yourself telling me, what you want to do   You're fifty eight, and I'm nineteen again   You promised me a life outside   You say you just want to be my friend      Having the best day of my life   Until the day I met you   Having the best day of my life   Until I found out you were you      Where does it lead me, right back inside?   Walking down for trial not the aisle as your bride   Six feet under, a duvet under your head   I'm lying in your flowery sheets in your four poster bed      Having the best day of my life   Until the day I met you   Having the best day of my life   Until I found out you were you      I hope you'll understand this   This wasn't planned you know   It's hard for me to say this   But you know you let me down   I don't do well with pain Mr. Davies   So I had to take you down   To comfort me and help me   I 'm safer inside   So I can't harm anyone else again   Sleep well Mr. Davies   I'm back inside again   Writing you another letter   I hope you still want to be my friend   I'll love you until the end