Greebo - Crisis (00:02am) Lyrics

I won't call you up at a time like this
You won't appreciate a crisis
I've been beaten down like this before
But you're not the one I should call
Bring flowers wrapped in last month's papers
Because I cannot see the date
And if you come down on the red line
I could call you by your name
You broke even with me back then
Well now you've got the goods
I won't sleep tonight in my house
I'll find you hiding in the woods
Somehow I thought your voice would still calm me
Somehow your browns were written in the stars
And all the people who surround me
Somehow break the facade
And on days like these when the heather
Blends in with the fog
I see you quite clearly
Though your eyes are closed off
It waits with the motor running
Outside your suburban house
I could drive there in twenty minutes
From now
I won't call you up at a time like this
You won't appreciate a crisis
Though I won't sleep tonight
No, I won't sleep tonight