Telephone

It's a joy
The music
It's a joy
The music

Another night alone again
I'm feeling low and cynical
But I close my eyes and I see you, my own

How'd you get into my head?
How'd you break into my dreams?
Suddenly I need you here, not in 2D

'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone
'Cause I need you in real time, three-dimensional
Whatcha doing tonight? I'm available
To adore, to be yours

It's a joy
Join the beat
The music, the music

Don't need no phone, don't need no screen
I need it real to feel complete
I can't hold you close, and it's weighing on my soul

How'd you get into my head?
How'd you break into my dreams?
Suddenly I need you here, not in 2D

'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone
'Cause I need you in real time, three-dimensional
Whatcha doing tonight? I'm available
To adore, to be yours
'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone
'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone
'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone
'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone

It's a joy
It's a joy

It's a joy
Join the beat
The music, the music
It's a joy
Join the beat
The music, the music

'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone
'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone
'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone
'Cause I'm getting so tired of the telephone



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Liney, Cosmo Liney, Timothy Lockwood, Shungudzo Kuyimba
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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