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KNOCK, KNOCK
Well, you know I tried to call you, but I couldn't find your number,
So I knock, knock, knocked at your door-
Even though I made a promise that I wouldn't drop my guard
Like I did so often before:
I should have known that it was too late
To learn to read between the lines.
You're involved in conversation, and it's all that I can do
To keep from shout, shout, shouting your name
Until you finally turn to look at me as if I wasn't there,
And then the game goes on just the same:
I should have known that it was too late
For me to learn to hold my toungue. . .


Knock, Knock:
We may never get together again.
We're more than strangers, but we can't be friends.
You're shut in, and I'm locked outside.
I can be near you but you'll never be mine.
Knock, Knock
I know you'll never be mine.
Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock


Well you know I tried to call you,
But I couldn't find you number,
So I knock, knock, knocked at your door:
I pressed my ear against the keyhole,
And I thought I heard some stirring,
so I just might be back for more. . . .
Knock, Knock.

—McCarthy