

Midnight street under flickering sign
Your name flashing one more time
Standing frozen on the damp concrete
Finger hovering on the line (quietly)
(ahhh) The crowd is gone,
the encore's done My screen is dark,
the quiet won
(hooo) And you almost hit send on the sidewalk
While my phone stayed face down on the bar
Just another missed
spark in the dark Yeah,
we almost got back to the start (yeah)
Two a.m. is a fragile place
To try and bridge this empty space
You lock the screen and walk away
Leaving things we never say
Face down on the bar (almost
hit send)
Just a silent screen