I stumble into my room after hanging up the phone,
There was no one on it anyway.
Just a number I couldn't call, so it was only,
Sitting on the read-out, never calling.
When the phone would turn off automatically,
Just as automatically I'd put the number back in.
But I couldn't press "Call"--I'm not that brave.

I really do want to call you,
But I know you will not answer anyway--
I blame Caller ID--
At times it seems such a good plan
To simply show up at your door.
Can you really ignore me then?

You've ignored me since the day I told you,
The day I finally told the truth.
When I told you I loved you,
You suddenly had nothing to say.

Silent as you were I became,
No one mattered anymore--
Except for you of course.
But you don't care to realize that;
I know you know.
You just don't care.

I cannot sleep anymore because of you,
'Cause, if I sleep, I dream of you...
Of course, I do if I don't anyways,
But at least this way there is some degree of control.

Yet, now all I ever want to do is sleep.
I'm asked if I'm trying to "get away".
Perhaps I sleep to, quote, "get away",
But perhaps I sleep, because my subconscious mind,
Wants to dream of you as mine.

Now I'm sitting in the car--how did I get here?
Perhaps some never-ending fear of my dreams...
Perhaps some fear of just anything.

Time, especially, scares me now,
This is what I have found.
Running out of time to know you;
Out of time to change your mind...

...No, I can't make you change your mind for me--
That's how much I love you.
If you ever want me, great,
But if you don't, then that's your say.
I love you enough to slip away--
Away from you and everything.

I'm still in the car, with no place to go.
I'm falling asleep--more dreams of you.
Theirs screams will wake me in the morning,
When they think that I am gone.

Gone I am, but not in truth.
Gone is my heart, always with you.