Long Distance

Alone with the phone again

The deepening light seeps in my mind

Im desperate to hear a voice

Can this really be my choice? 

Im fifty and Im tricky

And Im sick of being alone

Youre twenty-five and pretty

But youre old enough to know

That actions form a pattern

And the hearts the last to know

And Im waitin for another friend

Callin long distance again

My mind is an antique room

Theres overstuffed chairs and carpets too

Where nobody ever comes

Its a good place to run away from

And Im runnin from a love

With every step I take

And if I can fall for you then

From the last one I am saved

And its a cold grey wet december

Shity shity day

And Im waitin for another friend

Calling long distance again

Youre dark and your french voice is lovely

And youre bright eyes light the receiver across the miles

Im listening close and Im hoping

To learn love, but I dont know how

Calling long distance again

Calling long distance again

Im calling long distance again

Calling long distance again