Distant Calls

Used to call you on days like these

It's a sad habit, I know

But this time, could you pick up please?

Don't say no

How I miss your name on the screen

For I know I'll never reach out to you

Should I drop the drama queen

You don't fancy tragic scenes the way I do

Now that we get old

Many things I'll never know

Someday high and someday low

But we're not those kind of friends

Distant calls came to an end

Used to call for a love supply

Three, two, nine, seven, zero

You could cheer me up with just a sigh

Please do so

Tell me now, can I justify

My melancholy lullaby?

'Cause how am I supposed to say goodbye

When I feel that I need an alibi for calling you

Now that we get old

Many things I'll never know

Someday high and someday low

But we're not those kind of friends

Distant calls came to an end

Now that we get old

Many things I'll never know

Someday high and someday low

But we're not those kind of friends

Distant calls came to an end