Go to work and take your calls 
Hang the fruits of your labour on the walls 
Such precision and care 
What does it matter if there's no one here to share 
The flowers in the garden, the wine 
The Waiting For Godot and so much modern time? 
 
All I want is what you want 
I'm always waiting for a red letter day 
 
The years perfecting a stance 
Of measured cool fade into insignificance 
The moment one starts to understand 
What on earth does it profit a man? 
 
All I want is what you want 
I'm always waiting for a red letter day 
For something special, somehow new 
Someone saying "I love you" 
Baby, I'm waiting for that red letter day 
 
You can sneer or disappear 
Behind a veneer of self-control 
 
But for all of those who don't fit in 
Who follow their instincts and are told they sin 
This is a prayer for a different way 
 
All I want is what you want 
I'm always waiting for a red letter day 
Like Christmas morning when you're a kid 
Admit you love me and you always did 
Baby, I'm hoping for that red letter day today