Hangin' on the Line

He's looking for her but she's been gone Under the bridge of the Roman Wall He's looking forward to taking a ride North of the town country divide But it's just a little more than he can pay Now she's reading tea leaves in every cup Tracing the lines from the bottom up There's a telephone on the wall She's got a hand in the final call Now we're hangin' on the line It's just a little daydream Where we're hangin' on the line Underpaid for all the plans we laid So we wander, we wander The string of lights in the doorway The city key in your hand A happening to your liking So you wander back A film on endless repeat The counter's falling behind And if he runs, he may catch her He wonders why We're writing stories that could be true I know the cost, what it's costing you So I've been stealing all of my lines Straight from the school of new design But they're just a little more than I can say So get on a new wave, it's hard to miss Dressed in nines and 66 Now we're changing all the time It's just a little daydream Where we're changing all the time Underpaid for all the plans we laid So we wander, we wander The string of lights in the doorway The city key in your hand A happening to your liking So you wander back A film on endless repeat The counter's falling behind And if he runs, he may catch her He wonders why