Your Ghost Akkorde

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.