Like the flutter of your finger tips Like the flickering of lights They've got their bright ideas But we've got bigger fish to fry. Found you out there on your door steps Undressed to the nines. From your Sunday best black and blue velvet dress your heads a mess and so is mine Oh Dorothy I'm coming home i hope you're waiting there I know times I've been tough on you It's all down here from here Oh Dorothy inside that dreadful place deep in your heart Its beckoning I'm racing to your doorway Dorothy Dorothy like the scratching sounds of insects Beneath the blades and soil We'll begin the clock ticking away to ends as black as oil Now its bounding in the air left in left field for you to find Outside of your peripheral vision of this never ending night. Oh Dorothy I'm coming home i hope you're waiting there I know times I've been tough on you It's all down here from here Oh Dorothy inside that dreadful place deep in your heart Its beckoning I'm racing to your doorway Dorothy Dorothy Its a strange world isn't it Such a strange time to be living in I had a change of heart tonight When I watched her walk into the light Its a strange world isn't it Such a strange time to be living in I had a change of heart tonight When I watched her walk into the light I watched her walk into the light. Oh Dorothy I'm coming home I hope you're waiting there I know times I've been tough on you It's all down here from here Oh Dorothy inside that dreadful place deep in your heart Its beckoning I'm racing to your doorway Dorothy