Look for a sign in a window   An ad in the paper, a job waiting tables   Tie on an apron for change in my pocket   Spend at the shops and study the docket   I can be honest, I can respond   Hold my own and take on what comes   Save it for later, be restrained   Make up my mind and then want to change it   Nights are long   They creep up upon us   Like a storm when nothing’s in order   These little thoughts they buzz like a train   Find my page and turn them again and again   I guess I got lost, I must’ve forgot it, it’s just been so hot   I make all my choices on coins I can toss   On coins for the washing, to slide in the slots   I can be honest, I can be strong   And wait for all those letters to come   Peel off the labels, check the dates   Order my days and then rearrange them   Nights are long   They creep up upon us   Like a storm when nothing’s in order   These little thoughts they buzz like a train   Lock the doors and wait for the sun to come up again