Screens
I hear a ringing from a distant time zone
But I always miss the phone
Broken connection In the middle of the night
You say it'll happen when the time is right
And even though you don't reply to the letters that I sent
You're calling to remind me that you're still paying rent
Like I could ever forget
There's too many screens between you and me
Too many screens but you're not seeing me
Too many screens between you and me
Too many scenes
I check all my boxes, I keep an open line
I still need to hear your voice In the same room as mine
I'm not waiting for another to walk into the room
I just need to hear you say you'll be coming home real soon
There's too many screens between you and me
Too many screens but you're not seeing me
Too many screens between you and me
Too many scenes and no scenery
That checkered past starts haunting
Cold faces come back taunting
And everybody wants to bring us down
Such good friends yesterday
But I wonder how long they'll stay
When I take a quick look they're not around
I've slept on too many couches
Hotels instead of houses
And I don't get lonely till the nighttime
But words can't walk on a broken beam
There's no truth on all these screens
I just got to get you in my sightline
We gotta tear 'em down
We gotta tear 'em down
Build up big temples in their place
Baby just come to me
I said the hell with screens
All I want to look at is your face
But I always miss the phone
Broken connection In the middle of the night
You say it'll happen when the time is right
And even though you don't reply to the letters that I sent
You're calling to remind me that you're still paying rent
Like I could ever forget
There's too many screens between you and me
Too many screens but you're not seeing me
Too many screens between you and me
Too many scenes
I check all my boxes, I keep an open line
I still need to hear your voice In the same room as mine
I'm not waiting for another to walk into the room
I just need to hear you say you'll be coming home real soon
There's too many screens between you and me
Too many screens but you're not seeing me
Too many screens between you and me
Too many scenes and no scenery
That checkered past starts haunting
Cold faces come back taunting
And everybody wants to bring us down
Such good friends yesterday
But I wonder how long they'll stay
When I take a quick look they're not around
I've slept on too many couches
Hotels instead of houses
And I don't get lonely till the nighttime
But words can't walk on a broken beam
There's no truth on all these screens
I just got to get you in my sightline
We gotta tear 'em down
We gotta tear 'em down
Build up big temples in their place
Baby just come to me
I said the hell with screens
All I want to look at is your face
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Paine Bradbury
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