Just Like Mr Benn

Put your sweet fingers 
A little closer to the keyboard 
It's hard to read between your lines 
We were the clock hands at midnight 
Now you're four whole hours behind 
Put your sweet fingers a little closer to the keyboard 
I can't quite see the whites of your eyes 
Though you bat your eyelids from across the ocean 
And I fall over in their breeze 
I don't bring you spices from the East 
I don't bring you the world's you crave 
'Cos everyday you need a new one 

Just like Mr Benn, just like Mr Benn 

Put your sweet fingers a little closer to the keyboard 
We pass light bits in the night 
Though you send your flare to the horizon 
I just stare and blink in your light 
I don't speak in all your tongues 
So I don't even know if I'll be welcome 
But what if I appeared as if by magic? 
Just like in Mr Benn 

So go if you're going 
You keep pouring when I say when 
Come home when your 
Work there is done 
Just like Mr Benn 

Put your sweet fingers 
A little closer to the keyboard 
It's hard to read between your lines 
We were the clock hands at midnight 
Now you're four whole hours behind