Walkabout

There are walls to keep the stranger out

And doors that open wide

Over here, over here

Open spaces for a silent shout

A place for you to hide

Over here

Over here that feeling that fills my head

And smiles as as I take my time to bed

And

I hear someone calling me

Oh no

This certain space is not your place to go

And

I see someone standing there

Go away

Gone walkabout, not coming out today

Nothing ever seems to matter

And yet, nothing means so much

Over here, over here

No magic box or slight of hand

No mockery of touch

Over here

Over here I go but not to sleep

I hope there's something I can keep