Counting

Every night I sit home alone
And sitting by my radio
I'm just hoping that something good will come on
But it never does

Hours away, back in the street
Sally's out with some man she'd met
She's just hoping that something good will come along
But it never did

And I'm still hoping
Hoping that someone could tell me
I sit here praying
That somebody knows
I keep on wishing
That someone could tell me
Exactly what I'm going to do

So late at night
I make up games
I try to make the silence play
What harm could it do?
Sometimes I try and call you

I'd seen him come
I'd seen him go
Some are faster now
Some not slow
You know Sally
She ain't a bit of fun anymore

And I'm still hoping
Hoping that someone could tell me
I sit here praying
That somebody knows
I keep on wishing
That someone could tell me
Exactly what I'm going through

So every night
I'm home alone
Just sitting by my radio
Just hoping that something good will come along
But it never does

And I'm still hoping
That someone could tell me
I sit here praying
That somebody knows
I keep on wishing
That someone could tell me
Exactly what I'm doing here