i left you a note on the table
i hope it finds you out
i hope it don't hurt like it did,
cause i'd just blame myself
and i know its for me that
i'm out on the streets
bleeding nightly
for these people i meet
but its you who i long for
when i cannot sleep
it's enough it could drive me to drink

and i am almost nowhere
and i'm getting there fast
you're the hope in my cold stare
you're the drink in my hand

when i picked up you broke into tears
said you weren't busy enough
still don't know why you need me
and my broken down love
every second that ticks
your voice rings in my ears
and the memories flood back
from all of our years
and i tell you its ok,
there's nothing to fear
and i secretly hope i am right

and i am almost nowhere
and i'm getting there fast
you're the hope in my cold stare
you're the drink in my hand

i left you last week and you told me
"go on and follow your dreams"
i think about that lately
still i don't know what it means
because you're what i dream of
when i wake alone
as i drift away
as we talk on the phone
you're all i want
and that's all that i know
and i still just can't wait
to get home

and i am almost nowhere
and i'm getting there fast
you're the hope in my cold stare
you're the drink in my hand