The Dotted Line

The angels sing of someone coming down To wake us from a sleep This broken TV won't shut off again Must be some sort of sign for us That things are going to change It's hard to dream Well you'll try hard In this half-hearted minute You sleep alone It's hard to dream With your heart closed It's only a matter of time, a matter of time Before we fade out That phone is ringing in my head again I'm too scared to pick up For fear that this is the call I've been waiting for Could be some sort of sign for me That it's time for me to change It's hard to dream With your heart gone In this half-hearted minute You sleep alone It's hard to dream With your heart closed It's only a matter of time, a matter of time Before we fade out Before we fade out Before we fade out Before we fade out It's the turning off That happens every night And if we don't stop soon We will never wake up again Computers lie They keep us in our lives If I'm paranoid It's 'cause they're watching us The phone is tapped The phone is tapped