All together now,
Just a shadow in an open door way.
Turn it around, turn away,
I used to write your name across beaches.
I'll fall apart and hit the ground,
Are you there?
I am waiting at the top of the stairs,
You can find me in the dead of the night.
I am waiting for a knock on the door,
You can call on me to say you were right.
You're right, I wish-I wish I never had of told you I lied,
Are you gone, are you there or are you just out of sight?
Happens all the time,
Two sides of a endless story.
The story is mine, tell me baby.
People write your name across beaches,
Feeling out into the tide.
Are you there?
I am waiting at the top of the stairs,
You can find me in the dead of the night.
I am waiting for a knock on the door,
You can call on me to say you were right.
You're right, I wish-I wish I never had of told you I lied,
Are you gone, are you there or are you just out of sight?
Open the window,
Passenger side.
Holding your hands out,
Out of your mind.
I am waiting at the top of the stairs,
You can find me in the dead of the night.
I am waiting for a knock on the door,
Come and call on me to say you were right.
I wish-I wish I had of told you I lied,
Are you gone, are you there or are you just out of sight?
Just a shadow in an open door way.
Turn it around, turn away,
I used to write your name across beaches.
I'll fall apart and hit the ground,
Are you there?
I am waiting at the top of the stairs,
You can find me in the dead of the night.
I am waiting for a knock on the door,
You can call on me to say you were right.
You're right, I wish-I wish I never had of told you I lied,
Are you gone, are you there or are you just out of sight?
Happens all the time,
Two sides of a endless story.
The story is mine, tell me baby.
People write your name across beaches,
Feeling out into the tide.
Are you there?
I am waiting at the top of the stairs,
You can find me in the dead of the night.
I am waiting for a knock on the door,
You can call on me to say you were right.
You're right, I wish-I wish I never had of told you I lied,
Are you gone, are you there or are you just out of sight?
Open the window,
Passenger side.
Holding your hands out,
Out of your mind.
I am waiting at the top of the stairs,
You can find me in the dead of the night.
I am waiting for a knock on the door,
Come and call on me to say you were right.
I wish-I wish I had of told you I lied,
Are you gone, are you there or are you just out of sight?