Long Worry - Big Scary

I am worn frayed and torn

An agent of love forlorn

I am the city sweep

The petty thief

With a stolen heart

And I'm trying to find my way back to you and pick up from

The start

I rode the waves of fortune

Till the ocean whispered your tune

A lofty ledge

And jagged edge

I crashed upon

Now I'm drowning trying to catch a glimpse of where you've gone

Now let your hair down baby

Your curse cannot save me

A letter fetch

As arms can't starch across a sea

And I'll be waiting on a couch somewhere for your reply