On the Line

I was rambling again
It put you to bed, but I didn't mind
I forget what I said
But I knew what it meant for me to stay on the line

Tried to play devil's advocate
Not without precedent
It's so cold in Minnesota
In the absence of accidents
Our best friend the asterisk
Softened the blow

Pressure's on
Never been one to place any bets
Or pin hopes on premonitions
Would it be so wrong though?
I don't wanna hold my breath
What's the worst that could happen?

I can give you a call when I get to chicago
Just a couple more hours till we're home
We'll both doze off and we'll wake up tomorrow
And find that we're both still on the phone

I'll give you a call when I get to chicago
Just a couple more hours till we're home
We'll both doze off and we'll wake up tomorrow
And find that we're both still on the phone