in the night
in the day
aware of time
while you're away
all my life
up from a dream
i wait for you
my obsessed fantasy
i sit up all night night long
waiting for a telephone call
call
call
call
call
from you
up from the morning
half of a warm bed
drowning in coffee
you're still in my head
till you come home

turn on the light look in the glass
look foward behind i see right past
there's nothing to view outside the door
you should be there but you're there no more

in the night
in the day
aware of space
while you're away
what looked so crampt
now looks so vast
no one's with me
here in the past