Hello, my name appears from the letterbox at your front door
You know, I've been waiting to hear your voice since it came through my window
Low blow, you don't get to mention what you think you think that I know
Unknown, is the pleasure you seek from the hands of the well known
So the needs that I want will be satisfied
With just a minute of your time
What I would give for just a minute of your life
And with better weather, flowers will grow out of your ears
All this time together justifies my need to bring you here
And with better weather maybe I could get my head to clear
All this time together and I can't even bring myself to say hello