Phone Numbers Songtext
von Goings

So young you could cry, you type on your cellular device
The blue light caught your eye the same way it caught mine
Felt it one second then it faded
Back into my head where it was created


So bright I went blind from the strain on my eyes
Stared into the light ′til the battery died
Felt it one second then it faded
Back into my head where it was created

(The man on the telephone is angry)

Pick up the phone