Battery’s dead, but they’re dreaming.
Talking about pumps and drugs with a best friend,
It had been too long since I talked to him.

Warranty’s good and I’m gleaming.
Lobbies and passing by people, on the phone.
It’d been too long since we talked like that.

Look at you not lookin’ at the grapes.
Look at her not lookin’ this way.
A call and a come back,
when you’re rested and ready.
Never in too deep, this seat is always waiting.

Just calling to see how you’re doing.

Somewhere Midwest, but a signal.
Wrote about albums and love with a best friend.
Think it’s been too long since I talked to her.

Somewhere between gold and purple.
I hope you’re smiling at the phone.
Wonder how long ‘til we talk like that.

Look at you not lookin’ at the grapes.
Look at her not lookin’ this way.
A call and a come back,
when you’re rested and ready.
Never in too deep, this seat is always waiting.

Just calling to see how you’re doing.
I think who you are is amazing.
What if one of these days
we just went back a few years?
What if,
one of these days.

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