Back Side Of The Moon

I'm anxious again
When I've come home
From walking the pavement, alone
I'm postdrunk and anxious

I'm let down again
Even though I knew
You wouldn't open the door to my room
You're poststoned and depressed

I'm lonely and undressed

I never saw you,
at the back side of the moon
when I ventured there
I don't know what I expected to see
but there was only a mirror image of me

And your eyes didn't shift with mine

I'm anxious again
When finally I'm there
Been walking the pavement, lonely

And your eyes didn't shift with mine