bare with me
i'm almost there, up those stairs
i've learnt my lines, combed my hair
i've rolled the dice, once or twice
i drew a blank
now i'll take me share
bare with me
i'm almost there, god knows where
i called my man, my only fan
he cools the air (...such an eery affair)
now i'm in need, well i've taken heed
that no-one needs such a lonely head
i've taken every avenue open hearted
and this is how i've paid
i've ended every avenue open hearted
and this is how
this is how
bare with me
i'm almost there, up those stairs
but i've got my man (...he's my only fan)
he cools the air
...such an eery affair