Long Distance

Alone with the phone again

The deepening light sips in my mind
I'm desperate to hear a voice

Can this really be my choice?
I'm 50, and I'm tricky
And I'm sick of being alone
You're 25, and pretty
But you're old enough to know
That actions form a pattern
And the heart's the last to know

And I'm waitin' for another friend
Callin' long distance again

My mind is an antique room

There's overstuffed chairs and carpets too
Where nobody ever comes
It's a good place to run away from
And I'm running from a love
With every step I take
And if I can fall for you then
From the last one I'm saved
And it's a cold grey wet December
Shitty, shitty day

And I'm waitin' for another friend
Calling long distance again

You're dark, and your French voice is lovely
And your bright eyes light the receiver across the miles
I'm listening close, and I'm hoping
To learn love, but I don't know how
Calling long distance again

Calling long distance again

I'm calling long distance again

Calling long distance again