Dusty couches Empty rooms 'cause no one's home I don't love it But I know I'll have to go Pull your punches I don't wanna feel the pain I'm not nervous 'Cause God is watching over me And I know that I'll be okay And I know that I'll be just fine Your car's in the driveway But I know that you're not home Two thousand miles away Just South of Mexico But I know that you'll be okay And I know that you'll be just fine 'Cause I can hear your voice Calling through my walls I can hear your voice Calling through my window 'Cause I can hear your voice Calling through my walls I can hear your voice Calling through my window