[Verse]
Waving until you pull safe away like you always do
It's late, I know, still you're hanging out clothes on the line
What can you do, these late and small hours they don't mean a thing
But then how could they to you
Almost asleep, in the backseat
With a pillow from your house with that show-tune stuck in my head
[Chorus]
The one that you'd been whistling
The one that you'd been humming
For me
(The one that you've been whistling
The one that you've been humming
The one that you've been whistling
The one that you've been humming
The one that you've been whistling
The one that you've been humming
The one that you've been whistling
The one that you've been humming)
[Outro]
And every time I come home, the smell of your house
And it fills me up with
Love, cold air, and cigarette smoke
Head out the kitchen window
Watching the lightning and storm blow over and away