A Red Letter Day

Go to work and take your calls

Hang the fruits of your labour on the walls

Such precision and care

What does it matter if there's no one here to share

The flowers in the garden, the wine

The "Waiting for Godot"

And so much modern time?

All I want is what you want

I'm always waiting for a red-letter day

The years perfecting a stance

Of measured cool fade into insignificance

The moment one starts to understand

What on earth does it profit a man?

All I want is what you want

I'm always waiting for a red-letter day

For something special, somehow new

Someone saying "I love you"

Baby, I'm waiting for that red-letter day

You can sneer or disappear

Behind a veneer of self-control

But for all of those who don't fit in

Who follow their instincts and are told they sin

This is a prayer for a different way

All I want is what you want

I'm always waiting for a red-letter day

Like Christmas morning, when you're a kid

Admit you love me and you always did

Baby, I'm hoping for that red-letter day

Baby, I'm hoping for that red-letter day

Today