I keep writing about being left alone,
because it's good for you sometimes, and we have a
I've about that, and it goes like this.
I'm high on my maintenance,
Lord.
Why should I worry about
leaving them there
when nobody's home
when you need them,
even after you love
them and feed them?
Say, not disturb,
this lady's not home today
Well, I can't be your fool,
though I'd love to come through
With a satin -edged blanket for comfort
But I got needs of my own,
I've been too long left alone
Without some body shouldering my hurt,
love
Why should I worry about leaving
them there when
Nobody's home when
you need them
Even after you love
them and feed them
Oh
Lord, say do not disturb me
This lady's not home today
Time off for good behavior
Time off to
be my saviour
Stay in touch with
your inde cision
So I'll have something to return to
After this brief intermission
Keep the night light to see by, remind you of me,
by the morning I'll be your protection.
But right now I'm relighting my fuses,
attending to my bruises, and trying to find my direction.
Why should I care about leavin' them there
when nobody's home when you need them, even
after you love them and feed them, uh -huh,
say, do not disturb me, this lady's not home
Today, remember I
miss and love you
Oh, do not disturb me
This lady's not home
Today
Day
Mm -hmm
applause
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
You have very good faces
to sing that song to.
Thank you.
you.