If I walk down this hallway, tonight,
It`s too quiet,
So I Pad through the dark
and call you on the phone
Push your old numbers
and let your house ring
til I wake you ghost.
Let him walk down your hallway
it`s not this quiet
slide down your receiver
sprint across the wire
follow my number
slide into my hand.
It`s the blaze across my nightgown
it`s the phone`s ring.
I think last night
you were driving circles around me.
I can`t drink this coffee
til I put you in my closet
let him shoot me down
let him call me off
I take it from his whisper
you`re not that tough.