There's a telephone ringing in an empty room
And car brakes squealing
Distant traffic, constant sighing
Far-off voices mumbling
Vah-vah-vah jet plane droning
Dogs barking \ kitchens moaning
Dishes rattling in a sink
A screen door slams
Someone's laughing
Gra** is being softly trembled
Heavy object dragged on gravel
Children screaming
My own heart beating
Fighting down the panic, panic, panic!
Shapeless silhouettes slipping \ Just out of sight
Car headlights screaming \ Inescapable light
Telephone voice droning \ The words can't be right
You were warm, even breathing \ This Sunday last night
Lying formless faces \ Turning away
Deaf lips fall silent \ No words to say
If only they'd leave me \ Perhaps you might stay
In my windowless room \ Night turns to day
There's a crack in my walls
And it looks just like you
Sometimes my sheets are the hills of Arabia
But someone always pulls them down again
Now I think I can hear you \ An inaudible sigh
In the mirror I see you're \ Inbetweening by
And I reach out to touch you \ This must be a lie
I call out your name \ But there is no reply