I hit my head on the pillow, hard
I heard a noise from the boulevard
And it made me go down

I left the door to my room ajar
Felt the rumble of the street-car
And it spiraled me down

If you could see me
Swallowed by darkness
What would it matter
Would it awaken
Feelings forsaken
Faded and scattered

Would you come running
If you could hear me
Some way or another
That’s what I’m thinking
Watching the stars reflect in the gutter

I hit my head on the pillow, hard
I took the words that you said to heart
And it made me feel down

When I awoke it was dark outside
Just a flicker from a traffic light
And it signaled me down

If you could see me
Swallowed in darkness
What would it matter
Would it awaken
Feelings forsaken
Faded and scattered

Would you come running
If you could hear me
Some way or another
That’s what I’m thinking
Watching the stars reflect in the gutter

And if you don’t want me now
Then I doubt you ever will
There is nothing I can add
To clinch the deal

And if you don’t see me now
And you haven’t done so far
In case you change your mind

I’ll leave the door ajar
Door ajar
Door ajar
Door ajar

Words and music by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy
Produced by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy and Alan Tarney
Pre-production and guidance: John O’Mahony
Mixed by Ren Swan

Additional Musicians:

Guitar: Alan Tarney
Programming: Eliot Leigh, Kurt Uenala, Chuck Zwicky
Keyboards: Alan Tarney
Backing Vocals: Alan Tarney