Anomala

I'd love to tell you
 What you want to hear
 Crystal words, so clear
 Something warm and dear
 Like a candle
 On a stormy night –
 Shine a bit of light
 Let you know it's all okay
 When all is done and said
 But there's nothing
 When I dial the phone
 And you're never home
 So I guess I'm prone
 To go searching
 Looking through the street
 For the tracks of feet –
 That always seem to roam
 So far ahead.
 Like shadows racing down the boulevard
 The Night is falling like a house of cards
 The Wind is howling at a lonely moon,
 but the sun will come tomorrow just to shake away the gloom... again, oh my friend.
 Perhaps the table
 is already set
 and all your needs are met
 But I'd place a bet
 That the stories
 I have heard are true
 As they point to you
 And they're darker and more blue
 Than the deepest sea
 That turns and tosses like a funny dream
 That churns and sloshes like a slot machine
 But even like the waves above the bow
 The world may try to drown you, but it never does, somehow.
 Oh, no - it never does somehow.
 Time flies by like a bird up in the sky -
 Flits and flutters like a spy up on the wire.
 Maybe it's true - all you've got to do
 is fight against the wind to make it higher.