Dorothy

Like the flutter of your finger tips
Like the flickering of lights
They've got their bright ideas
But we've got bigger fish to fry.
Found you out there on your door steps
Undressed to the nines.
From your Sunday best
black and blue velvet dress
your heads a mess and so is mine

Oh Dorothy I'm coming home i hope you're waiting there
I know times I've been tough on you
It's all down here from here
Oh Dorothy inside that dreadful place
deep in your heart
Its beckoning
I'm racing to your doorway Dorothy

Dorothy

like the scratching sounds of insects
Beneath the blades and soil
We'll begin the clock ticking away to ends as black as oil
Now its bounding in the air left in left field for you to find
Outside of your peripheral vision of this never ending night.

Oh Dorothy I'm coming home i hope you're waiting there
I know times I've been tough on you
It's all down here from here
Oh Dorothy inside that dreadful place
deep in your heart
Its beckoning
I'm racing to your doorway Dorothy

Dorothy

Its a strange world isn't it
Such a strange time to be living in
I had a change of heart tonight
When I watched her walk into the light

Its a strange world isn't it
Such a strange time to be living in
I had a change of heart tonight
When I watched her walk into the light

I watched her walk into the light.

Oh Dorothy I'm coming home I hope you're waiting there
I know times I've been tough on you
It's all down here from here
Oh Dorothy inside that dreadful place
deep in your heart
Its beckoning
I'm racing to your doorway Dorothy