Phone calls

my weary head keep me company with the thought of our "someday babies"
it gets so lonely in the morning, so i think of our wedding day
empty beds keep me hurting, open wounds keep me burning
and so i've come to know truly just how deeply i need thee..

but for now your voice feels like an echo
when you hit the crescendo my heart gets down so low
and i'm on the ground waiting for phone calls
watching the snow fall, waiting for you to come home...

if you swear you're not leaving i won't do anything silly,
i won't jump off of buildings, just to lose you completely,
and if you swear you're not leaving, i could float through the ceiling,
i could fly where you are love. i could give you my whole heart love...
(but for now)