I can't believe that you will never be mine
From a distance I see you move so gentle
fragile words can't be heard over telephones
The lines has gone dead theres no more ringing
I will disect my heart into two, so you can keep me
We can whisper through walls not to let them know
(The number you have dialed is not available)
The line has gone dead theres no more ringing
The endless tone of a thousand heart beats dying
In a better place I'd hear you speaking now
And you would never hang up.
Broken lines and endless tones
will I ever get through to you
Is this another answer machine
The operator says her line