Verse:
room 421
an airport hotel
i know i should be sleeping
but it’s too soon to tell
if i’ll
fly out tomorrow
if i’ll see her tomorrow
i hope that i will.
no place like alone
no sound like my own voice
fading
into
this quiet december night
but i’m doing alright
i’ll make a phone call or two
Pre-Chorus:
could i get some room serrvice please
send the maid in to see
if i’m still
alive
at quarter ‘til five
if i’m still right here
debating a year
serenading the mirror
and do you think you could
Chorus:
bring me my girlfriend
and a bottle of wine
bring me a future
make sure it’s mine
will you
open the window
but leave out the cold
could you make a phone call to jesus
to clean up my soul
Verse:
miles from my own bed
further from content
i guess i should get used to this
still rain on the runway
but
i’m feeling okay
i’ve got cigarettes to kiss
Pre-Chorus:
could i get some room serrvice please
send the maid in to see
if i’m still
alive
at quarter ‘til five
if i’m still right here
debating a year
serenading the mirror
and do you think you could
Chorus:
bring me my girlfriend
and a bottle of wine
bring me a future
make sure it’s mine
will you
open the window
but leave out the cold
could you make a phone call to jesus
to clean up my soul
Bridge:
dial seven for a savior
soul keeping please
could you put me through to jesus
i’ll pay your long-distance
fees
he said “hello” and “god bless you.
there’s a bible in the drawer.”
“that’s
wonderful sir. but i don’t read it anymore
i don’t read it any more...”
just
Chorus:
bring me my girlfriend
and a bottle of wine
bring me a future
make sure it’s mine
will you
open the window
but leave out the cold
could you make a phone call to jesus
to clean up my soul
room 421
a cleveland hotel...
