the three of me

Lyrics

there's a voice on the phone, who just called in to say, "mr jones isn't home, he'll be gone for the day", so he pulls down the blind, to adjust his disguise, but it's all in his mind, which he proudly denies, i turn the boat back from the weir, where to go from here, i can't hide from each face i see, looking out from behind them is me, i'm attempting to guess, what they meant when they said, "mr jones and his guest, won't be using the bed", so if i take the rap, while they stay out of sight, i can spring from the trap, when the timing is right, one minute i think i know what i mean, the next i hear voices inside disagree, why are they laughing at me?, so i pick up the phone, someone's asking to me, is the real mister jones, mister one, two or three?, so i say that they're not, but it's not as i say, 'cos they're all that i've got, and i can't get away, and alice wawes through the glass, are we home at last, for tomorrow they'll be there you see, locked away safe inside there with me, 'cos tomorrow they'll be here you'll see, locked away safe inside they're with me, one minute i think i know what i mean, the next i hear voices inside disagree, why are they laughing at me?