Telephone Booth

I can't hide it, so good to be here

Lost in transit, out on a free year

There's no truth eyeing me sideways

Just a telephone booth on a highway

I ain't hiding, there's been no breakdown

Where I'm aiming, I see the sundown

One horizon eyeing me sideways

Whoa

In a telephone booth on a highway

Everything for miles is high on the silence

Everything's my way

Where I'm calling, there's no religion

No-one falling, my absolution

Is all truth eyeing me sideways?

Whoa

In a telephone booth on a highway

I stand ready for any new direction

That the sun may lead me down

Hey

Everything for miles is high on the silence

Everything's my way

In a telephone booth on a highway (Telephone booth, highway)

In a telephone booth on a highway (Telephone booth, highway)

Just a telephone booth on a highway