Invitation

I'm waiting for an invitation Like some pale, wan one Standing on the front step All the curtains drawn I'm waiting for an invitation Like some devil's dog Sitting on the back stoop All the lights gone off I'm waiting for an invitation Like some graveyard guard Sleeping in the rose bed All the windows barred I'm waiting for an invitation Like some deadbeat dawn Footprints in the driveway I'll be moving on I'll be moving on