Somebody Else's Home

I wanted more of something else The radio's on like all of the others How would it feel to be a resident in somebody else's home And how would it be to be a resident in somebodies home alone Shadow of red say something to me If that isn't love then what would I be And how does it feel to be so imminent for somebody on their own And how does it feel to feel unstoppable in somebody else's home And it's so unlike me to get carried away And it's so unlike me to say what I have to say, oh Here in the afternoon nobodies watching I'll move through another room still looking for nothing But I need more of everything else The radio's on in somebody else's home