Listen closely for tires in the driveway The voice in the stairwell, the steps in the hallway Feel the warming come up through the floor The click as the tape flips it's intrinsic how he feels sick Tell you I love you there's no one else I'm thinking of And all the hands that clasp mine are no match for your burning touch Now I'm out back praying Movement paved with me A taste of me not on my knees Fevered pitch that's rising From somewhere deep inside It has a name I cannot place All the time I waste New mistakes I've made Feel the stick of legs leaving vinyl The sweat of closeness, the waves of nausea Tell you I miss you there's no one else I'm dreaming of And all the lips that kiss me are no match for your fever touch Now alone outside The peace that comes with quiet Blur lines of wires black in twilight All the threats I take And friends that I evade Are penned up and in stillness wait The ache is this my close In ways he'll never know