Little past two; couldn't sleep again
Put on my yellow flannel gown
Wandered down past all
The funny night sounds

Met the grey cat in the hallway
And you, standing by the mirror
And I was holding the cat in the hallway
Shivering in the mirror
Talking about the cat, being in the hallway
And I felt like death warmed up
Only slightly, from all the yellow

But I didn't want to leave
The cat and all in the hallway
And I didn't want to lose
The cat and all in the hallway
But what more could we say?
So I put him down, and backed up
To all the lonely night sounds

For me, it's not over
Breakfast, but in the hallway
For me, it's not over
Breakfast, but in the hallway
For me, it's not over
Breakfast, but in the hallway