Robert

Now it's getting late oh

Your shoulders are moving oh

And tell me where you're going oh

Tell me where you're going oh

Step foot out of this lonely house

You don't have to turn around no

But tell me where you're going oh

Tell me where you're going oh

Oh

Robert keep your hands dry

Robert keep your hands out of sight

Now it's getting late oh

I can see straight through your skin

To your bones

And I know where you're going oh

I know where you're going oh

Oh

Robert keep your hands dry

Robert keep your hands out of sight

Robert keep your hands dry

Robert keep your hands out of sight