Buttons

I might've counted all the buttons on your shirt while you were talkin'

I might remember smoking on the fire escape until the mornin'

I might've memorized the buttons on the elevator door

I might've stumbled down the stairs

When it broke through, get to your floor

Oh tonight if these walls caved in

I don't think I would hear a thing

Oh tonight if these walls came down

I don't think I would hear a sound

Oh would hear a sound

Oh would hear a sound

Oh would hear a sound

Oh

I might've sketched your profile

Into the book that I was reading

On a dog-eared page in a little space by the corner

When we drove to the city

Oh tonight if these wall caved in

I don't think I would hear a thing

Oh tonight if these walls came down

I don't think I would hear a sound

Oh would hear a sound

Oh

I think I found a button from your sleeve

Under my bed we lay last week

I thought of calling but somebody said

You wanted nothing to do with me

I think I found a button from your sleeve

And I didn't even hear you leave, and I

I didn't even hear you leave, and I

I didn't even hear you leave

I didn't hear a sound