Silver Heat

Watching your reflection in the window screen

Walking on the pavement in the silver heat

Foot slaps the ground twice over and over

A sound passes by your left shoulder

Frozen fingers

Sweaty palms

Transfer an image

Onto her heart

You're on the street below my window

Calling me down

You've got your bare feet on the dashboard

I'm running out of solid ground

She keeps a picture in her left breast pocket

In case he comes back

Oh forget that boy, come on now drop it

I want to see you again

Watching your reflection in the window screen

Walking on the pavement in the silver heat

Foot slaps the ground twice over and over

A sound passes by your left shoulder

Sunken eyelids

Closed and wet

You've been crying

I told you to forget

You're on the street below my window

Calling me down

You've got your bare feet on the dashboard

I'm running out of solid ground

She keeps a picture in her left breast pocket

In case he comes back

Oh forget that boy, come on now drop it

I want to see you again

You're on the street below my window

Calling me down

You've got your bare feet on the dashboard

I'm running out of solid ground

She keeps a picture in her left breast pocket

In case he comes back

Oh forget that boy, come on now drop it

I want to see you again

Watching your reflection in the window screen

Watching your reflection in the window screen

Walking on the pavement in the silver heat

I want to see you again