Telephone

I wish you'd call me on the telephone

I wanna hear your voice

Reaching late into the night

I would live on the telephone

If I was listening

To you talk about your day

I nod my head, count the days gone by

Since I held onto your words

I used to call you on the telephone

I couldn't catch my breath

To expel a single word

You would hang up your telephone

You always looked confused

Then you'd turn and close the blinds

I nod my head, count the days gone by

Since I held onto your words

Pick up your telephone

Pick up your telephone