Hopeless Night

Sitting in this room

As the fan hums away

With an incessant chatter

Like the humming in my brain.

Head between my knees

Cos' im wondering where you are

It's not quite dark outside yet

And there are no guiding stars.

Where are you tonite,

My love?

Why are you not here?

Your ringing phone goes on forever...

And forever..

A Hopeless Night is born.

It's Friday Night again,

When the streetlights melt the heat.

I'll be smudging up my windows

While these strangers and these lovers meet.

I'll kill the lights

I should anyway

All the light is finally gone.

And imagine that my knees are yours

And this humming fan, your song to me.

I'm Trying.

Your'e hiding.

There's a ghost at my door.

A Hopeless Night is born