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