Love Ballad (Live) - George Benson

"Mommy, where's daddy? He's been gone for so long Do you think he'll ever come home?" I was gone for fourteen days I could've been gone for more Held up in the intensive care ward Lyin' on the floor I was gone for all those days But I was not all alone I made friends with a lot of people In the danger zone See my lonely life unfold I see it every day See my only mind explode Since I've gone away I think I lost some weight there And I, I'm sure I need some rest Sleeping don't come very easy In a straight white vest Sure like to see that little children She's only four years old, old I'd give her back all of her play things Even, even the ones I stole See my lonely life unfold I see it everyday See my lonely mind explode When I've gone insane I wanna get outta here I wanna get outta here I, I've gotta, I've gotta get outta here I, I gotta get out of here I, I gotta get outta here, I gotta get outta here, I gotta get outta here I gotta get out of here Ya gotta let me out, I gotta Let me, I gotta I gotta get out, I gotta Let me out, I gotta I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here, I gotta get outta here, I gotta get outta here See my lonely life unfold I see it everyday See my only mind explode Blow up in my face I grabbed my hat and I got my coat And I, I ran into the street I saw a man that was choking there I guess he couldn't breathe Said to myself this is very strange I'm glad it wasn't me But now I hear those sirens callin' And so I am not free (I didn't wanna be) (I didn't wanna be) (I didn't wanna be) See my lonely life unfold (I didn't wanna be) (I didn't wanna be) (Leave me alone, I didn't wanna be) (Don't touch me!) See my lonely mind explode When I've gone insane

You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard but you don't understand Just what you're gonna say when you get home Something is happening but you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? You sneak into the window and you say, "Is this where it is?" Somebody points his finger at you and says, "It's his" And you say, "What's mine?", someone else says, "What is?" You say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?" Something is happening but you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? You hand in your ticket to go see the geek Who wokes up too when he hears you speak And says, "How does it feel to be such a freak?" And you say, "Impossible" as he hands you a bone Something is happening, you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? You have many contacts out there among the lumberjacks To get you facts when someone attacks your imagination (imagination) But nobody has any respect, anyway they just expect You to hand up a your check to tax-deductible charity organizations The sword swallower walks up and then he kneels He crosses himself and then he clicks his high heels And without further notice asks you how it feels And says, "Here's your throat back, thanks for the loan" Something is happening, you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? You crawn into the room like a camel and you frown You put your eyes in your pocket and you put your nose into the ground There ought to be a law against you comin' around You got to be made to be wearing a telephone Something is happening and you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? Something is happening here but you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones?