Not Now, Please / Dante's Afternoon

When a stranger calls and no one is home
This is a feeling I've often known
Someone makes the effort but no one is there to receive
It's always hardest when you always have to leave

I've never known

Just one thing that lasts 'til the end
Or just one person to call an old friend
Just endless faces, just endless phases
Never one place to call my own
Just odd places that I have known
What's the line between experience and goodbyes

When a stranger calls and no one is home
I've gotten used to sleeping on my own
Someone says a name but the face I can't recall
I start to wonder if this means something at all

I've never known

Just one thing that lasts 'til the end
Or just one person to call an old friend
Just endless faces, just endless phases
Never one place to call my own
Just odd places that I have known
What's the line between experience and feeling alone