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I wish you'd call me on the telephone I want to hear your voice Reaching late into the night I would live on the telephone if I was Listening to you talk about your day I nod my head, count the days gone by Since I held onto your words I used to call you on the telephone I couldn't catch my breath To expel a single word You would hang up your telephone You always looked confused Then you'd turn and close the blinds I nod my head, count the days gone by Since I held onto your words Pick up your telephone Pick up your telephone From Letras Mania