I pack my lonely nights in, walk out of the door I know that, in the future, I will, have some (???) I left the (???) on a (???) living room For when, you come back home In the "usual" mood. Love, love, love, love, it's what I've been looking for For such a cause, I won't, have to get lost. I make going to Venice, I make, going to Redwood, But, everywhere I'll be, in the right mood.