Text: The Innocence Mission. Come Around And See Me.

here I am, a sort of prisoner
my body is the cell
and, perhaps, you are the cell key
I have all day long to sit here
and all day is a long time
but my legs don't want to move me now

please, all I ask is that you
come around and see me

the game shows in the mornings
do their best to entertain
and the news does its best to worry me
(I don't know why I watch it)
but I like the way
the T.V. fills the room with human voice
and sometimes it is amusing
sometimes

please, all I ask is that you
come around and see me
why don't you come around and see me?

in the middle of the afternoon
I'm sure it's much too quiet
then again, maybe there is noise
and I just can't hear it

please, all I ask is that you
come around and see me
please, just half an hour inside the twenty-four
please, just one half an hour
please, all I ask is that you come around
why don't you come around and see me?
come around and see me
do you think that I won't know you?
well, I'm not senile yet
you talk about putting people in small boxes
you know how that is
or do you?
oh, when you are my age, you're in my place
you'll understand
I know you will