In The Middle

(альбом: Build Me This - 2009)

A cup of cold black coffee on the right side of the bed
I picture you sleeping there next to him with your toes all painted red
And the misty gray skied morning, it hovers over your head
So will you meet me in the middle like you said?

I see the rain start falling as you're leaving out the door
He's got his hand in your pocket and you don't think of me anymore
Is it too selfish to suppose, love, that you'll visit when you fight?
Will you meet me in the middle of the night?

In the shade I will bring you home, you know, you know
In the waves I will guide your boat, you know, you know
And in the grave I will meet your soul, you know, you know
So will you meet me in the middle of the road?

I can tell that you've been crying driving down 5th and Main
You tried to so hard to forget me, you burnt the letters that I made
And though my memory has been dying I hope the feeling still remains
So will you meet me in the middle? Will you meet me in the middle?
Will you meet me in the middle someday?