Rearview Affection

Staring at her face in the rearview reflection Asking myself if what I feel is affection And she just said I don't give her enough attention Maybe now I'm starting to feel all the pressure But when I see her face (face) And I asked her to stay (stay) Memories start to fade (fade) When she goes away And then she comes again (again) Asking the same thing (thing) I hadn't noticed yet (yet) She doesn't know my name One. Two. Three. Four. In the middle of the night, she calls me In the middle of the night, she calls me In the middle of the night, she calls me In the middle of the night, she calls me In the middle of the night, she calls me In the middle of the night, she calls me In the middle of the night, she calls me In the middle of the night, she calls me (Stay) (Stay) (Stay) (Stay) (When she goes away)