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