Tonight
Glass Towers Lyrics

Making my way across the park to the other side,
Starting to journey to meet someone somewhere else.

As the light begins to fade.
Loss of day turns into nightfall.

They start the car and wait for the other two,
Waiting in a parked car for two other people to arrive.

And these were the words that she said to me:
About to recall the conversation had earlier.

"How can you fall asleep boy,
Questioning why the subject would want to fall asleep.

We haven't got the time,
Not enough time available to waste it with sleep.

I need you more than you realise,
Subject's presence is very important to the singer.

I need you all the time."
The artist wants the subject around them always.

Oh, oh
Expressing a feeling of confusion or uncertainty.

What do you want from me?
Inquiring what exactly does the artist expect from the subject.

I, I...
Uncertainty on how to answer the previous question.

How do you know me?
How does the artist know the subject or understand them.

I don't...
Admitting that they don't understand the subject well enough yet.

Alive,
Being present and conscious currently.

Tonight.
Referring to the present evening.

Biting my tongue to keep in line 'til I get inside,
Holding back words to avoid conflict until entering the intended location.

Her room, her heart, her mind.
Referring to the place where the subject wants to be.

You've got to be yourself and realise,
Believing in oneself and understanding their full potential.

And whisper the words that she said to you:
Recalling what was mentioned in the conversation.

"How can you fall asleep boy,
Repeating the same querry from earlier.

We haven't got the time,
Restating that there is no time to waste sleeping.

I need you more than you realise,
Rephrasing the importance of the subject to the artist.

I need you all the time."
Reiterating that the singer wants the subject around always.

Oh, oh
Same expression of confusion or uncertainty.

What do you want from me?
Asking for clarification on the singer's expectations.

I, I...
Still unsure of how to answer or respond.

How do you know me?
Repeating the same query, asking how the singer understands the subject.

I don't...
Still admitting to the lack of exposure to or understanding of the subject.

Tonight.
Same reference to the present evening.

She said are you lonely?
Starting to inquire the subject's emotional state.

And are you wanting?
Asking if the subject lacks something being inquired about.

And so I'm finding it hard,
Admitting to having trouble answering the previous question.

I'm finding it hard to be this close to you.
Having difficulty dealing with the proximity to the artist.

Finding it hard,
Repeating the prior phrase for emphasis.

I'm finding it hard to do what's right for you.
Not knowing how to act or respond appropriately to the singer's needs.

And as I walk home,
Starting to journey back to the subject's residence.

As I walk home I know I'm in love with you,
Realization of falling in love with the singer.

Hoping for more,
Desiring something additional outside of what's already been discussed.

If you open that door then I'll be lost to you,
Putting the subject in control of the narrative.

Tonight.
Final mention of the present evening.