Almost

I almost dialed your number
When I thought the coast was clear
'Cause it’s looked up for so long at me
And said call me please
But the place was closing
The countergirl turned the sign
The cooks were getting their coats
And I got mine
And said goodnight to the sea of empty seats
And if I am a sailor
You are the warm gulf wind
And you’ve blown into this little port
And roused my dreams again
I see my mouth moving
When I talk to you, I do
I see my lips and I feel like a kid
I can’t keep something hid
'Cause I’ve been under the paper
You were writing on
You left your impression long after you’d gone on me
Marks only I can see
And if I am a sailor
You are the warm gulf wind
And you’ve blown into this little port
And roused my dreams again
When we say sometime later
You know that we don’t say when
You have blown into this little port
And roused my dreams again
I almost dialed your number
When I thought the coast was clear
Cause it’s looked up for so long at me
And said call me please
And if I am a sailor
You are the warm gulf wind
And you’ve blown into this little port
And roused my dreams again
When we say sometime later
You know that we don’t say when
You have blown into this little port
And roused my dreams again
Roused my dreams
Sailor to wind…