So you're on your own again Sitting around these city bus-stops Wondering what he's thinking now And who you really are Oh these days are cold and clear Winter's aiming right at you Baby, what's on your mind? Do you wish to grow blind? But don't tear your days apart Like simple paper sheets They're worth the written words of you We're all concerned about you right now And we'd all like to know What you're on about Never mind what he has done Time will drive a stake right Through his heart Stop running and come home Where you're not alone Please forgive us that we didn't see Well now we've read it all You left your black book Open on your bed Your diary said it all It spoke for us all