Lyrics: Noa Kidd/Harry Moulston
Music: Noa Kidd/Harry Moulston
Thought I saw you through a window
Saw the outline of your shoulder
Spent the next few days just tryin’ to breath
Smoking through the shades of you
Day and night has lost all meaning
I just tally up the time
Its like red brick, steel and mortar
Getting through the shades of you
But there’s no crying on the phone
Crying on the phone
No, no, no, I know
Crying on the phone
Crying on your own
No, no, no
I woke
Falling on stone
It broke
All of my bones
And I know
As far as we go
As far as we go
I’m all alone
Close my eyes and feel the distance
I just want to hold your hand
Stranded, stretched, bored and lonely
Thinking through the shades of you
But there’s no crying on the phone
Crying on the phone
No, no, no, I know
Crying on the phone
Crying on your own
No, no, no