Dial Tone Duet

Old perfume in a heart-shaped bottle

Scent as blue as a waltz in autumn

Next to you on the piano, playing

Three-four time with our bodies swaying

That was then, this is now

Silence stole our song somehow

Funny thing, you're so close

But I'm here talking to a ghost

Trying to call

But there's nobody home

On my own, what to do

But duet with the sound of the dial tone?

China plates on the floor for sweeping

My heart breaks like a willow weeping

Crimson lips stained of pomegranates

Calling spades while I'm chasing rabbits

That was then, this is now

Silence stole our song somehow

Funny thing, you're so close

But I'm here talking to a ghost

Trying to call

But there's nobody home

On my own, what to do

But duet with the sound of the dial tone?

Trying to call

But there's nobody home

On my own, what to do

But duet with the sound of the dial tone?