I don't go out much anymore, I can't seem to break that tie
It's my link with the outside world, don't need to face one eye to eye
Seems like I spend my whole life on the line
Quiet conversation makes it plain
I sit alone in my room
Waiting for that phone to ring again
I don't have the time that I used to have, the connection becomes the deceiver
Who could know that my life would depend on the end of that receiver
Seems like I spend my whole life on the line
Quiet conversation makes it plain
I sit alone in my room
Waiting for that phone to ring again
I don't care what my people say, it doesn't matter much to me
It's the only way I know, to have you near
I don't do as much as I used to do, the dial keeps me from being bored
As long as I have your number, I'll hold tightly to this cord
Seems like I spend my whole life on the line
Quiet conversation makes it plain
I sit alone in my room
Waiting for that phone to ring again
