If I walk down this hallway tonight,
It's too quiet.
So I pad through the dark
Call you on the phone.
Push your old numbers,
And let your house ring
'Til I wake your ghost.
Let her walk down your hallway,
It's not this quiet.
Slide down your receiver,
Sprint across the wire.
Follow my number,
Slide into my hand.
And it's the blaze across your nightgown,
It's the phone's ring.
I think last night
You were driving circles
Around me.
And 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 your whisper
He's not that tough.
It's the blaze across your nightgown
It's the phone's ring.
I think last night
You were driving circles
Around me.
I think last night
You were driving circles
Around me.
You were in my dreams,
You were driving circles
Around me.
You were in my dreams,
You were driving circles
Around me.
In my dreams,
You were driving circles
Around me.
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