Sitting in this room As the fan hums away With an incessant chatter Like the humming in my brain Head between my knees 'Cause' I'm wondering where you are It's not quite dark outside yet And there are no guiding stars Where are you tonite My love? Why are you not here? Your ringing phone goes on forever And forever A Hopeless Night is born It's Friday Night again When the streetlights melt the heat I'll be smudging up my windows While these strangers and these lovers meet I'll kill the lights I should anyway All the light is finally gone And imagine that my knees are yours And this humming fan, your song to me I'm Trying Your'e hiding There's a ghost at my door A Hopeless Night is born