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