Confessions in the Dark-Swimware/Scott Thorough

You passed right by the other day, Your sweet perfume was in the air. I know your face but not your name, Can't look away as you're standing there... On a downtown train - I know we're living in two different worlds... But when I make it home and I try to get some sleep, Tossing and turning, Hoping that you'll come to me... One more night, in my dreams, Your confessions in the dark Keep calling out to me. It's like this each and every night, This fantasy of what you'd say... Your whispers won't let me forget, Our midnight secret as you turn away... On a downtown train, I know we're living in two different worlds... But when I make it home and I try to get some sleep, Tossing and turning, Hoping that you'll come to me... One more night, In my dreams, Your confessions in the dark keep calling out to me.