Fictonian - Mrs Jones Lyrics

So who have we been 'til now, and where are we going to?
And who will put the writing on the wall?
We've been sitting, waiting, wishing,
To worried we'll miss the boat,
But what exactly are we waiting for?
A comic strip? or a lifetime in a show?
Send me your answers on a postcard Mrs Jones,
For you seem to know it all.
I'll send you flowers every Christmas, Birthday and Valentine,
Until your darkness falls.
You tell me we've got to change
And lead it from the heart,
But that would mean we must start something new.
So tell me are we wrong to leave
A life time built with bricks of hope?
Or should we make a change and frame
Our future with an orange glow?
Send me your answers on a postcard Mrs Jones,
For you seem to know it all.
I'll send you flowers every Christmas, Birthday and Valentine,
Until your darkness falls.
We've been sittin' , wishing, waiting on these bricks of hope,
We've been sittin' , wishing, waiting on these bricks of hope, for too long now, for too
Long now,
We've been sittin' , wishing, waiting on these bricks of hope, for too long now, for too
Long.
Ooohhh, oooooh.