Russel Taine Jr. - Phone Lyrics

Here's the thing about being lost
When the night stars aren't enough
She's always talking about what she's not
Well let me tell you about being lost

Well the nights feel like days
When you're running always
And a glass turns into four
And you're always wanting more

So you do and you do
Until you wonder who is who

Well, I've been running in the rain
Been talking fast my eyes have been glazed
But still the sun breaks almost every day
Let me tell you how men are made

Well in the fire of the west
Apollo whispers you are blessed
Meanwhile the moon beckons you
And you don't know what to do

So you do and you do
Until you wonder who is who

Well I've been trying to talk to you
Just to ask oh what is new
I've been trying to talk to you

And it would feel like coming home
To hear your voice over the phone
It would feel like coming home

Well I've been trying to talk to you
Just to ask oh what is new
I've been trying to talk to you

And it would feel like coming home
To hear your voice over the phone
It would feel like coming home

Well the nights feel like days
When you're running always
And a glass turns into four
And you're always wanting more

So you do and you do
Until you wonder who is who