Something is about to change around here
I can feel the difference in the way the air moves
It's not that she's become used to this,
But more that it has her num
To everything else
I knew she had been crying on the phone,
But I wasn't going to bring it up
She talked and I listened, wishing that I
Could have been somebody else
She waits for tomorrow
I'll sleep next to the phone
So much stronger than I could be,
But I'll still sleep next to the phone
There is something missing in her voice
She'll pause to swallow the words she just let out
I tell her the things I wish I could change,
And she silently agrees with me
She waits for tomorrow
I'll sleep next to the phone
So much stronger than I could be,
But I'll still sleep next to the phone
I wish that I could be so much more for her right now