Knocking on your door But no one's home today I brought a cake and iced champagne It was supposed to be a special occasion I call and get no answer I get no explanation I'm just standing here by myself But I guess that's how it goes So, oh well Songbirds Lovebirds What difference does it make? It's all a dance to be danced The end result is the same Everything that happens winds up in the grave Still wide awake at 2 My palms sweat in a motel room See you again? Maybe the next time Maybe someday soon