Stereo

What use is a city if only for A place to work and be absorbed? Late night and I call you on the phone You lie and you tell me you're alone Is it a comedown? Know that you'll come around I'm not asking to be found I wait for no one to ask, "When do we go?" Late night, it's summer; you're here, on the stereo Weightless for no one to see, except for me, except for me Look out at the traffic, watch the rain Back seat of your memory, sky ablaze Maybe it's a phase only we understand Go back to the place where it all began Is it a comedown? I'm not asking to be found I'm telling you out loud Is it a comedown? I'm traveling outbound Know that I came around I wait for no one to ask, "When do we go?" Late night, it's summer; you're here, on the stereo Weightless for no one to see, except for me, except for me