Here I am
Right where you want me so tell me you need me
Or should I phone home?
Should I phone home?
Who I am
Is harder to see now
We're falling to pieces
So should I phone home?
Should I phone home?
When the sun goes down I'm in a lucid dream
I feel the wind in my hair, I'm riding at sweet sixteen
Oh
Holding you closer in the light of the moon
I know you're parents ain't home but we still hide in your room
You tell me nothing's wrong
You still tremble beneath me
Here I am
Right where you want me so tell me you need me
Or should I phone home?
Should I phone home?
Who I am
Is harder to see now
We're falling to pieces
So should I phone home?
Should I phone home?