Looking out this window at your world
Live your life beyond your door
Forget about the life that you knew before
All the fairground has gone away
The big top has fallen to the floor
No-one's walking out by the stores
Cos we don't go there anymore
"Goodbye" Mr Richman says
As he walks beneath this moon
And the boys from the afternoon
Are dreaming about being with you
No-one's playing pool cos the table is skewed
And we do nothing but drink
The fridge is stacked up to the brim
And it overflows to the sink
Seeing stars beneath this sae
You see things beyond your dreams
Sat around and talked away
There was nothing left to do
The table's stained from you and me
Talked some more and dreamed away
Should have done this yesterday
Mr Richman says he's tired of wearing his shoes
And the boys from the afternoon are still thinking about being with you