(Verse)
Come Saturday you wash the mundane up from the week day
My dear, of this town looks not the same
I see her face, oh, in every space, this room monopolized
When she crouch, I can't get enough
So I wait here defeated by the west side highway
To hand over my heart

(Chorus)
Bridge and tunnel girl
Come back to me, come back to me 
She's over on the other side
My heart lost in the voicing (?!)

(Verse 2)
It's four a.m., the city sleeps as I phone
The cold end dial tone, desperate to hear her speak
Her eyes awake here, pleading by the west side highway
On, a creep in the dark

(Chorus)