Call That Won’t Come

I'm staring at a stranger in the glass

Waiting for the hour hand to pass

On a balcony over the concrete stream

Chasing down a half-remembered dream

That silver bracelet shines so bright

Another name under the freeway light (hanging on the line)

Oh, the call is never gonna come tonight

We're just shadows in the dashboard light

Dancing on the edge of a memory Just a stranger looking

back at me (looking back at me)

The freeway hums a lonesome song below

Red and white rivers in a steady flow

Your initial heavy on my wrist tonight

Underneath the artificial sky

No call is coming through (no call for you)