Hold Yr Terror Close

One, two, three, four
 Here, the future is ever so near
 Why should we all be alone
 Every night on the way home
 This time, we should be starting again
 Get up, I'm counting to ten
 Seeing you comb on your hair
 Pretending that no one is there
 You know, it could be better than that
 But wait until tomorrow morning
 Learning to be you is what hurts most
 Close your eyes and hold your terror close
 Out here, I hear you come in loud and clear
 I carried you 'till it got dark
 And then walked you home through the park
 You're right, strangers are easy to like
 Thunder and lightning will strike
 Make the move, you'll get the knack
 Echoes that don't answer back
 Just please, give me a chance to say no
 But wait until tomorrow morning
 Learning to be you is what hurts most
 Close your eyes and hold your terror close