A Song reminds what it is to breathe
Drifting on your words into the street
Your touch electric in the cold - I know, I know
Bowing heads to tiny screen of light
I feel you draining from me
All this screen time's got the space between us
Feeling overgrown I know, I know
And I know it's obsolete
But I wish you had an answering machine
You could go on hoe and find me
Play me and rewind me, over and over again
If i could be right or wrong, might call your on the phone
Send you a mixtape, or I might let me heart break
If i could be right or wrong, might let you hang around
My kitchen is for dancing
And I know it's obsolete
But I wish you had an answering machine
You could go on home and find me
Play me and rewind me, over and over again
And I know it's out of time,
But I wish that I had yours, and you had mine
You could go on home and find me
Play me and rewind me, over and over again
Measure my days in anticipation of when I'd see you again
What I wouldn't give for, another hour to live for
The possibility of you
And I know it's obsolete
But I wish you had an answering machine
You could go on home and find me
Play me and rewind me, over and over again
And I know it's out of time
But I wish that I had yours, and you had mine
You could go on home and find me
Play me and rewind me, over and over again