Though you send your flare to the horizon
Just like in Mr. Benn
Just like Mr. Benn
A little closer to the keyboard
I can't quite see the whites of your eyes
Now you're four whole hours behind
You keep pouring when I say when
Just like Mr. Benn
Just like Mr. Benn
Though you bat your eyelids from across the ocean
We were the clock hands at midnight
It's hard to read between your lines
No, I don't speak in all your tongues
And I fall over in their breeze
A little closer to the keyboard
I don't bring you spices from the East
Just like Mr. Benn
Just like Mr. Benn
Just put your fingers
We were the clock hands at midnight
I just stare and blink in your light
Just like Mr. Benn
Just like Mr. Benn
Come home when your work there is done
A little closer to the keyboard
We pass light bits in the night
And I don't bring you the world's you crave
It's hard to read between your lines
What if I appeared as if by magic?
Put your sweet fingers
Just put your fingers
'Cos everyday you need a new one
So go if you're going
Just like, just like
Just like Mr. Benn
Just like Mr. Benn
So I don't even know if I'll be welcome
