I check my watch, it's eight o'clock
And you are nowhere to be found
I tap my feet, a steady beat
And as I start to look around
I see you're fake, and your mistake
Is that you didn't even call
I start to sigh into the night

You're like a glass full of sand in the middle of a desert
Like a stone in the middle of rocky shore
Like a tree in the middle of the forest that's the city
but you won't be the center of my life anymore

A little tone, and so my phone
Is jumping round I pick it up
And as I'm walking home you talk
About how you ran out of luck
And had no time to drop a line
And let me know that you were stuck
Hang up and fly into the night

You're like a glass full of sand in the middle of a desert
Like a stone in the middle of rocky shore
Like a tree in the middle of the forest that's the city
but you won't be the center of my life anymore

And so I'm home, I'm all alone
And I have nothing else to do
And so I drink and start to think
About the way I think of you
I write these words that go unheard
At least until they strike a chord
Look up and cry into the night

You're like a train out of gas in the middle of the station
Like a plane on the runway without a crew
Like an "X" on a map that marks the wrong location
What did I ever see in you?

You're like a glass full of sand in the middle of a desert
Like a stone in the middle of rocky shore
Like a tree in the middle of the forest that's the city
but you won't be the center of my life

You're like a glass full of sand in the middle of a desert
Like a stone in the middle of rocky shore
Like a tree in the middle of the forest that's the city
but you won't be the center of my life anymore