Hovering Over Insanity

This yellow light is turning me grey,

As I lay upon these made up beds.

Can it fill me in your absence?

I'm leaving the window open to make me miss you more.

The sirens roar through the stillness that is me being
alone.

I know the insects that crawl through the covers care,
but it's not the way you do.        

Can you hear y foot falls down the hall?

I can imagine yours...

Do you see my face in your mirror? I feel your eyes on me
now.

The hotel phone doesn't ring, but I know you're thinking of
me.

The way you're always on my thoughts, I hope room service
can't tell-

They'll tell on me; I can't let them know.

I'm hiding my eyes and diverting my gaze.

It's our secret.

I'm closing the curtains and sliding into bed
with the bugs and the blankets.

I know you'll be here soon.

It's our little secret, but I know you're thinking of me
too.