confession (please come back)
hagar, sammy
if you got a guilty conscience
there's no need to get depressed
won't you drop in anytime
come in and get it off of your chest
it's a shame that i can't see you
when we're both inside of this box
never knowing what your name is
when we have these private talks
'cause the sound of your voice has got me wondering why i'm so distracted
i'll be waiting next time that you want to discuss how you've acted
was it her that sold you kisses
at st. patrick's last bazaar
or the one who drank more whiskey
and drove off in a brand new car
or the widow who was weeping
for the husband that she lost
or the one at their reception
who was dancing with the dogs
the sound of your voice has got me wondering why i'm so distracted
i'll be waiting next time that you want to confess how you've acted
i'll be waiting next time
you know that's my profession
i'll be waiting next time
you know i'll be waiting next time