It's getting late
Still neither one of us wants to go
Funny how the hours disappear
When the conversation gets this good
Called you just to say hello
Thought I'd only stay a minute
Now the clock says half past two
And we're nowhere near finished
Talking music, talking plans
Little things we never mention
Every pause between your words
Keeps pulling my attention
I can hear you smiling
Even through the telephone
Never thought a quiet night
Could make me feel this close
No need to impress me
No reason to pretend
I like the way we talk
Like we've known each other since way back when
Stay on my line
A little longer tonight
I don't need anywhere to go
If everything here feels right
Stay on my line
Let the whole world wait outside
Something about your voice
Makes two in the morning feel just fine
Friday, I came by your place
You were waiting by the door
We grabbed something on the way
Then kept driving just because
Slow jam in the background
Windows open just enough
Neither one was saying much
Still it somehow said a lot
No big scene, no fancy plans
Nothing we had to prove
Just a quiet kind of feeling
Growing every time we moved
Maybe this is how it starts
Without making any plans
One late call becomes another
Then I'm reaching for your hand
Stay on my line
A little longer tonight
I don't need anywhere to go
If everything here feels right
Stay on my line
Let the whole world wait outside
Every time we say goodnight
I wish we had a little more time
Don't rush the goodbye
We've still got tonight
