here the future is only so near why should we all be alone every night on the way home this time we should be starting again get up i m counting to 10 seeing you comb on your hair pretending that no one is there you know it can be better than that but wait until tomorrow morning learning to be you is what hurts most close your eyes and hold your terror close out here i hear you come in loud and clear i carried you til it got dark and then walked you home through the park you re right strangers are easy to like thunder and lightning will strike make the move you ll get the knack echoes that don t answer back just please give me a chance to say no but wait until tomorrow morning learning to be you is what hurts most close your eyes and hold your terror close