Rain-Streaked Confessions

(hmmmm) Streaks of silver on the double-pane

You parked exactly where you said you wouldn't in the rain

Hotel lobby with the yellow light

Watching blueprints fade into the night

Oh, the person that you almost were

Just a shadow in the headlight blur

(yeah) Waiting by the glass

Watching minutes pass

Closing time across the empty floor

Another keycard slide behind a heavy door

Night-drive clarity, the engine hums

Settling down

beneath these dusty drums Oh,

the person that you almost were

Just a shadow in the headlight blur (ahhhh) Waiting by the glass

Watching minutes pass

(watching minutes pass...)