| Song | Paging Audrey |
| Artist | Walter Becker |
| Album | Circus Money |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In the littlest hours 'tween the dusk and dawn | |
| While the night light glows with the music on | |
| You could climb so high in the dream time sky | |
| And go anywhere | |
| In that sometime place ever lost somehow | |
| In the here and gone or the there and now | |
| Did it all go bust, crumble down in dust | |
| Or just slip away? | |
| Paging Audrey, any random star | |
| Lost and lonely, somewhere very far | |
| Paging Audrey, come in from the cold | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh | |
| In that far-off room drenched in desert sun | |
| Evil words were spoke, dirty deeds were done | |
| Could we sail back there? | |
| Snatch them from the air | |
| I dare anyone | |
| Can I stand right here? | |
| Call them back and say | |
| Those were never meant to be heard that way | |
| Let the heavens crack, let the day go black | |
| I’d give anything | |
| Paging Audrey, somewhere very near | |
| Safe and silent, there you are my dear | |
| Paging Audrey, anybody home | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh | |
| In a distant room certain things were said | |
| As the loved one lies on the love-torn bed | |
| And the night rolls on and by light of dawn | |
| You’re not anywhere | |
| Paging Audrey, this is who we are | |
| Do remember on any random star | |
| Paging Audrey, coming strong and pure | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh |
| In the littlest hours ' tween the dusk and dawn | |
| While the night light glows with the music on | |
| You could climb so high in the dream time sky | |
| And go anywhere | |
| In that sometime place ever lost somehow | |
| In the here and gone or the there and now | |
| Did it all go bust, crumble down in dust | |
| Or just slip away? | |
| Paging Audrey, any random star | |
| Lost and lonely, somewhere very far | |
| Paging Audrey, come in from the cold | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh | |
| In that faroff room drenched in desert sun | |
| Evil words were spoke, dirty deeds were done | |
| Could we sail back there? | |
| Snatch them from the air | |
| I dare anyone | |
| Can I stand right here? | |
| Call them back and say | |
| Those were never meant to be heard that way | |
| Let the heavens crack, let the day go black | |
| I' d give anything | |
| Paging Audrey, somewhere very near | |
| Safe and silent, there you are my dear | |
| Paging Audrey, anybody home | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh | |
| In a distant room certain things were said | |
| As the loved one lies on the lovetorn bed | |
| And the night rolls on and by light of dawn | |
| You' re not anywhere | |
| Paging Audrey, this is who we are | |
| Do remember on any random star | |
| Paging Audrey, coming strong and pure | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh |
| In the littlest hours ' tween the dusk and dawn | |
| While the night light glows with the music on | |
| You could climb so high in the dream time sky | |
| And go anywhere | |
| In that sometime place ever lost somehow | |
| In the here and gone or the there and now | |
| Did it all go bust, crumble down in dust | |
| Or just slip away? | |
| Paging Audrey, any random star | |
| Lost and lonely, somewhere very far | |
| Paging Audrey, come in from the cold | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh | |
| In that faroff room drenched in desert sun | |
| Evil words were spoke, dirty deeds were done | |
| Could we sail back there? | |
| Snatch them from the air | |
| I dare anyone | |
| Can I stand right here? | |
| Call them back and say | |
| Those were never meant to be heard that way | |
| Let the heavens crack, let the day go black | |
| I' d give anything | |
| Paging Audrey, somewhere very near | |
| Safe and silent, there you are my dear | |
| Paging Audrey, anybody home | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh | |
| In a distant room certain things were said | |
| As the loved one lies on the lovetorn bed | |
| And the night rolls on and by light of dawn | |
| You' re not anywhere | |
| Paging Audrey, this is who we are | |
| Do remember on any random star | |
| Paging Audrey, coming strong and pure | |
| In the littlest hours, oh, oh |