- cifra
I fall asleep
On my phone
It rings, and I’m pulled out
Out of a dream
You called me up
Sayin’ listen love
I’m drunk, and I miss ya
We’re all caught up
I lay awake
Thinking of better times
And places I’m missing now
Now so far away
The past three nights
I’ve seen the same flashing lights
Out my window
Off in the night
