SheepdogStanding in the rain,BullfrogDoing it againsome kind of happiness is measured out in mileswhat makes you think you're something special when you smileChild-likeNo one understands,Jack knifeIn your sweaty hands,some kind of solitude is measured out in yearsyou don't know what it's like to listen to your fearsYou can talk to meyou can talk to meyou can talk to meif you're lonely you can talk to meBig manWalking in the parkWhigwamFrightened of the darkSome kind of innocence is measured out in youYou think you know me but you haven't got a clueYou can talk to meif you're lonely you can talk to me