Your ghost      If I walk down this hallway    Tonight, it's too quiet   So I pad through the dark   And call you on the phone   Push your old numbers   And let your house ring   Till I wake your ghost      Let him walk down your hallway   It's not that quiet   Slide down your receiver   Sprint across the wire   Follow my number   Slide into my hand      Its the blaze across my nightgown   It's the phone's ring   I think last night    You were driving circles around me      I can't drink this coffee   Till I put you in my closet   Let him shoot me down   Let him call me off   I take it from his whisper   Your not that tough      It's the blaze across my nightgown   It's the phone's ring   I think last night (you were in my dreams)   You were driving circles around me