You flick the lights
Turn them off and on
Like you can't sit still
I stay inside
Disappoint myself
Never had the will
It's nice if I can get you clear
And if light will burn another year
You've got it made
You afford it all
Anything you want
I'm in the shade
Can't afford at all
If you're always gone
My sight has never been so wrong
And night, I guess it's coming on
You don't reply; now the day has come and gone
You've got some problems
But won't you let me in to see
You've got some problems
But don't take them away from me
You'll never know
What it might have been
If you let me try
Here's where I'll go
Where it hurts again
And I can't say why
It was nice to shine the nighttime green
But now light is nothing I have seen
You disappear; go right back to your machine
You've got some problems
But won't you let me in to see
You've got some problems
But don't take them away from me