Pillow Talk

Pillow Talk It’s getting late there’s a cry upstairs-Turn up the volume so I can’t hear, I know-It’s an ordinary day-I think about your raindrop tears how I was so insincere-You know, I wish you’d call me up and say-I wanna feel you breathe see your eyes look into me-My walls are crumbling and bound to fall-There’s nowhere else to be lay your head right next to me-Waste our days with pillow talk-Now remember when it was just you and me, and were too far gone to fall off the backbeat-Ya know, man those were the days-And it’s way too early for me to tell if I will ever get a hold of myself-You know, I wish you’d call me up and say.