Alone with the phone again
The deepening light seeps in my mind
I´m desperate to hear a voice
Can this really be my choice?
I´m fifty and I´m tricky

And I´m sick of being alone
You´re twenty-five 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 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 it´s a cold grey wet December
Shity shity day

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

You´re dark and your French voice is lovely
And you´re 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