| Alone with the phone again | |
| The deepening light seeps in my mind | |
| I'm desperate to hear a voice | |
| Can this really be my choice? | |
| I'm fifty and i'm tricky | |
| And i'm sick of being alone | |
| You're twenty-five and pretty | |
| But you're old enough to know | |
| That actions form a pattern | |
| And the heart's the last to know | |
| And i'm waitin' for another friend | |
| Callin' long distance again | |
| My mind is an antique room | |
| There's overstuffed chairs and carpets too | |
| Where nobody ever comes | |
| It's a good place to run away from | |
| And i'm runnin' from a love | |
| With every step i take | |
| And if i can fall for you then | |
| From the last one i am saved | |
| And it's a cold grey wet december | |
| Shity shity day | |
| And i'm waitin' for another friend | |
| Calling long distance again | |
| You're dark and your french voice is lovely | |
| And you're bright eyes light the receiver across the miles | |
| I'm listening close and i'm hoping | |
| To learn love, but i don't know how | |
| Calling long distance again | |
| Calling long distance again | |
| I'm calling long distance again | |
| Calling long distance again |
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