You must have heard about my little problem 
Ah come on, you must have heard about it 
It's no ordinary problem 
Look in my eyes, there can be no doubt about it 
And of course it gets worse at night 
It gets late, things start to change 
Clock is stopped, thermometer is bulging 
Hot late night bound to make us estranged 
Soft dead moon all over your shoulders 
Cold shadow in the glare of the glow 
Factory billboards on outskirts of city 
Shine down new attractions to the traffic below 

Remember this day 
Remember this room 
Remember this singer singing 
I'll remember you 
A sudden flash 
A sudden light 
Abandoning the afternoon as it sinks into the night 

Fluorescent bedroom flicker starts to teach me to wonder 
I hear a mandolin in the springs 
Out the wardrobe floats the hint of a rumor 
Dressed in your beloved's finest things 
Can you hear the voices that are constantly talking 
Am I only one to succumb to their roar 
Well I know the form it is taking 
It's not making sense anymore 
The way you say you just wanna help me 
The way your clinging is slinging me under 
The strength I need already denied me 
Your big ideas and your little wonder 

Some people don't come over because of the problem 
I heard the top guy won't answer his phone 
I wonder if he has the same kind of problem 
A little difficulty of his own 
So take this plastic and rent me some wheels 
Or maybe I'll try to fly 
No reservations, I'll see how it feels 
When I'm over your house up in the sky 
And when the sun is squeezing through the blinds 
You will be far away 
Deep afternoons seeing the moon would have shined 
Deep in your dream I hear you say 
Have you heard about my little problem 
I just know that it isn't a secret 
It's just a very ordinary problem 
The secret doesn't matter if you keep it or leak it