When She Walks in the Room

When she walks in the room, then you know

Why your date says it's late, time to go

And you know you can't leave, you must stay

Till her laughter has drifted away

So you talk to the walls, always know

'Cause they've seen it all and heard it all before

And your fairweather friends fail to speak

They're so afraid still waters run deep

And they don't understand or perceive

That you can't see the wood for the trees

Christmas trees, you were sure weren't the sort

To build up your hopes, then sell you short

Yeah, to build you up and sell you short

All your life you were taught to believe

Then a moment of truth - you're deceived

All the wine in your life's all dried up

Now is not the time to give up

Like the soft paper cup that you squeeze

So you take this and that and then some more

And you make your way through the door

You make up your way through the door

Through the door