I Don't Like My Phone

I don't like my phone
It is too small
I can't see you
As tall
As you are

I don't like my phone
It is too cold
I can't feel your heart
My fingers are too short
To reach you

Will you just come by
No talking, just warmth
A few hours in a train, you'll be back home
And i'll be back
Liking my phone

I don't like my phone
It shows me pictures in 2D
When i kiss them
It seems to me
As if it's dumb

I don't like my phone
I can't lose myself in you
I would like to rip your clothes off
From your glasses to your shoes
Without a screen in between

So will you just come by
No talking, just warmth
A few hours in a train, you'll be back home
And i'll be back
Liking my phone

Will you just come by
I'll bake a juicy apple pie
We'll just sit here and i'll watch your sunshine smile
And when you're back home
I'll be back liking my phone

Don't tell anyone
I actually love my phone
I'm so thankful
For what it has shown me from you

Imagine if we would have to send carrier pidgeons
It would be so much worse
My evenings would be lonely
And you know nothing about birds
I assume

So will you just come by
No talking, just warmth
A few hours in a train, you'll be back home
And i'll be back
Liking my phone

Will you just come by
I'll bake a juicy apple pie
We'll just sit here and i'll watch your sunshine smile
And when you're back home
I'll be calling you
On my lovely phone



Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Rehberg
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