I didn't have you down for a February weekend
I didn't have you down as an April Fool
I didn't have you down as basement fridge/freezer
So why are you acting so cool?
So why is my telephone suddenly so silent?
And why does the bell above my door never ring?
And why does it echo so empty when I sing....?
It's all part.... It's all part....
of the terrible asymmetry of love.

I didn't have you down as a dinner party hostess
and I didn't have you down as a socialite.
I didn't have you down as a moral crusader.
How come you're being so polite?
So why is it that your smile is so frozen?
And why is it that your invitation's so strained?
Can't you see that I can tell when I'm being framed?

I always used to be a straightforward geezer,
and I always thought my heart was firmly down from the trees
I always thought love was a conscious decision
so how come I'm down here on my knees?
Why is it that my guts feel like they're caught in a G-clamp
Why is that my conscience contorts with the strain
Why is that I'm out here walking in the rain....

I see your lonely eyes staring at me from the window
Hear your sullen goodbye as I walk out the door,
the dishes unwashed and the bed never slept in,
but I'm hypnotised by the light from the Koh-i-Noor.....
diamond, whose face shines bright in the moonlight:
but hard as a scalpel's cutting blade.
And locked away in a gilded velvet cage.