You slept through the last small town,. I'll wake you up when the next one comes around.. Your eyes are closed, like you truly believe. You're safe and sound with me.
In your underclothes. You went out for a smoke. I call you in. Just before the storm begins. Your last breath of smoke. You let out in the room. It makes a cloud.
Stop joking around. For one minute. I'd rather cry right now. . And play the sad notes on. The piano. Let the rest of the band go home. . 'Cause I'll need you.