how it scares me
to think
that if i called
you might not answer
how it scares me
to think
that in the middle of the night
i won't hear your voice
when i want to
how tough this night is
i hear it ticking away
second by second
it occurs to me
to take a pill
to make me
sleep
tonight
how it scares me
to think
i might not find you
on the other side
of the phone
if i called
how i feel
that i must find you there
on the other side
of the phone
you would answer
and i would talk
and talk
my love
so i can sleep tonight
how i try to hide
this love
to make it last
how it scares me
to think
you might be sitting
here
then suddenly
stand up
and walk away
there
i take a picture
of myself
alone
it's not a good one
dark and distant and hazy
and inside me
your voice echoes
even though i can't understand
the words
how i wish
your house wasn't that far
and that the gate
beneath your house
wasn't made of iron bars
i would have came up
in a second
and talked to you
and talked
my love
so i can sleep tonight