When I thought that I might lose you, I trembled like a leaf
Tattered by the wind and torn by the September storm

I tossed and turned and threw the blankets off, oh I could not sleep
Thinking you were keeping someone else's pillow warm

Oh, and the hours dragged by
And I heard that whistle call
I didn't know what to do
I just stared at the turquoise walls

The warmth, the beauty of your eyes, it crushes me to think
That you could give that love to someone else
Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde, oh I felt so crazy inside
Brewing on the bed the worst version of myself

Oh, and the hours dragged by
And I heard that whistle call
I didn't know what to do
I just stared at the turquoise walls

I texted you some cryptic shit, and was soon consumed with regret
The horse on the Lurie painting came alive
And it told me to stop worrying: Girl, don't lose your head
Have you considered that maybe his phone just died?

Oh, and the hours dragged by
And I heard that whistle call
I didn't know what to do
I just stared at the turquoise walls