Late last night, coming home
By myself and all alone
2am, I hear my phone
Tell myself that I don’t
Need to answer you but you know I want to.
Strangers walk on by
Your phone call starts the night
2am, just in time
I should be back at mine
What else can I do cos you know I want to.
Somewhere over the hill
There’s a castle that I built
No getting through the walls
Til’ late at night I hear your call
I open up the fort, let you right through the door.
I see the shape of you
A habit I’ve fell into
You take apart my lego house
You’re a perf ect photograph
What else can I do cos you know I want to.
Take it back to the start of the night
Thought I saw you from stage, made you out through the spotlights
Avoid your gaze stabbing through the haze
But then your stare followed all the way back to the rave
Now, I feel your glare in the back of my head
I shoulda gone home but I’m here instead
Avoid you all night until I’m walking home
Then I get a call from you on my phone…
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