Kill An Hour

i’d like to kill an hour hearing about your day
and listening to your voice on the telephone
‘cause you sleep on the east most, near the wall and near the door
where the sun hits the bed hours before.

and i’d like to kill an hour hearing about your day
and listening to your voice on the telephone
‘cause you work for us both now, at the mall on the second floor
selling nikes and keds at the shoe store.

and i’d like to kill an hour hearing about your day
and listening to your voice on the telephone
‘cause you sleep on the east most, near the wall and near the door
where the sun hits the bed hours before.