Wake up in the middle of the night
Who are you listening for?
'Ant holding my breath, turn back to bed
But the light in the hall doesn't shine anymore
Ask for angels most every night
Lately I've only seen the fallen kind
I'd rather be any other place
Let me go let this go
But I cannot hear your voice in this space
Where'd you go? Where'd you go?
When all I ever see are little pieces of you
I don't think you're even listening any more
Ask for angels most every night
Lately I've only seen the fallen kind
Strangely obedient
Confused and belligerent
Shielding my feelings
Then swing for damage
Is there meaning in tea leaves?
Or words on the ceiling?
The kids table is waiting
While the grown-ups are eating
I'd rather be any other place
Let me go let me go