D-A-D Home Alone 4 song lyrics

Gently my eyelids close, I'd rather be good than clever

I'd rather have all facts wrong than no reply whatever.

I learned before I could speak with those "being patient eyes"

When God created my kind. But he forgot to tell me why

So gently my eyelids close.

All alone, at home I sit - I'm very tired of it

Burn the midnight oil or pour it on my salad

I lost the thread I thought I had...

Led by hearts & ears - memory lagging behind

No shame being a fool, I got many things on my mind

Pick up the phone on first riiiing - I never get out anymore.

There's nowhere to go, but back and there's quicksand outside my door

So gently my eyelids close

All alone, at home I sit - I'm very tired of it

Burn the midnight oil or pour it on my salad

I lost the thread I thought I had. I lost it - I lost it. Yeah!

Is that a shadow - or a hole in the floor?

And what's that noise outside my door?

Home alone. On my own. And all alone...