Stuck at your front gate With some pictures I just want to hand ya (Pictures, pictures, pictures, pictures, pictures) Almost made the door knock twice Broke down on your veranda
(Turn the dry concrete, into wet concrete) I can´t find you anywhere (Find you, find you, find you, find you, find you) I can´t find you anywhere (Pictures, pictures, pictures, pictures, pictures) So I wrote you a letter in capital letters Saying all that I care for, all that I care for is Where you´ve been hiding? Where you´ve been hiding? Which way the habits collect neatly upon your stairs Which way we´ll be end them both disceetly leaving ´em for dead When I find, what I find, will you find Will you find, when I find Where you´ve been hiding?