On the Line

I was rambling again It put you to bed, but I didn't mind I forget what I said But I knew what it meant for me to stay on the line Tried to play devil's advocate Not without precedent It's so cold in Minnesota In the absence of accidents Our best friend the asterisk Softened the blow Pressure's on Never been one to place any bets Or pin hopes on premonitions Would it be so wrong though? I don't wanna hold my breath What's the worst that could happen? I can give you a call when I get to Chicago Just a couple more hours 'til we're home We'll both doze off and we'll wake up tomorrow And find that we're both still on the phone I'll give you a call when I get to Chicago Just a couple more hours 'til we're home We'll both doze off and we'll wake up tomorrow And find that we're both still on the phone