Fitted Sheet

We're folding into new lives And we're closing, this chapter for a while How'd we both know, I love you Was our Goodbye While hold on, at least until the time That our clothes don't Smell like overnights Summer rain fall And empty bottles of wine And we fell deaf to the silence Of our quiet discontentment Buried our selfs in the blankets Waiting out the storm Why don't we, fit exactly like your fitted sheet When you called me up when you can't sleep Can't help but think now Who do you call? Winter's Sundance With all your fire You'd never hold back Those trips to airport Could have been your second home Now all your outfits laid out Like stories left to play out There's nothing I can say... Now Cause we know that this times different And our distance will only grow And we fell deaf to the silence Of our quiet discontentment And buried ourselves in the blankets To wait out the storm Why don't we, fit exactly like your fitted sheet When you called me up, when you can't sleep Can't help but think now Who do you call? I know that we never matched each corner Perfectly But we fit each other seam to seam So when you dream Who's it for?