I don’t call

Midnight, lips on a glass of red

Fingers trace the edge, like a thought I left unsaid

Your name’s a song the night still hums

But I bite my tongue, ’cause I know what we’d become

Your touch still lingers like a whisper in the dark

But I won’t let a memory pull me back into your arms

Sometimes I miss you, but I don’t call

Let the heat of the moment fade, let the echoes fall

I could chase that high, taste your name on my lips

But I know better than to give in

Sometimes I miss you… but I don’t call

Heartbeat slow-dancing with the past

I could let it pull me under, but I know it wouldn’t last

Temptation’s burning, but I play it cool

I know the rules, I won’t break them for you

Your touch still lingers like a whisper in the dark

But I won’t let a memory pull me back into your arms

Sometimes I miss you, but I don’t call

Let the heat of the moment fade, let the echoes fall

I could chase that high, taste your name on my lips

But I know better than to give in

Sometimes I miss you… but I don’t call

The spark is still there, but I won’t strike the match

Your hands on my skin—yeah, I still crave that

I could call you up, set this night on fire

But I’ll just stay here, tangled up in desire

Midnight thoughts, but I keep ‘em inside

Some things are better left untouched, left untied

Yeah, I miss you… but I don’t call