Phone Calls From Home Gone
I've been seeing moments back when,
we were breathing heavy,
the sound of your voice,
still rings in my ear.
those night, over past the shoreline,
the lights, of the city skyline,
the words you would say,
could take me away.
Now your gone,
I'm finding strength to move on,
I'm losing my grip to hold on to you,
whats left? you're through
I'll go it alone
ohhhh
Wait for the call,
Let it ring, I know you will,
never pick it up again,
where we left off, leaves me wanting more.
Of your breath on my skin,
All the places we've been,
I'll just
Breath in, breathe out, breathe in
Take me back to parking lots,
Sing along to favorite songs,
ohhh ohhh oh
Lie under the pale moonlight,
Waiting for the sun to rise,
ohhh ohhh oh we'd sing ohhh ohhh oh oh oh
What's left? we're through
