Telephone Call

I heard your voice on the telephone line
Reminding me it'd been so long
People come and people go with the changing time
But you're still here in my song

Aging like fine wine, able to read between the lines

(I saw you) There you were on the parkway 
One day like the ghost of another time 
Like a dream come to fruition
(I loved you) It all came flooding back to me 
But it was really no surprise 
Call it a premonition

Aging like fine wine, able to read between the lines

I'd never think of denying you your pleasure
I'd never dream of turning you away

I think about you all the time I think about your touch
Past and future's all I have now
I think about you all the time
I think about you too much
All alone is all I am now

Aging like fine wine, able to read between the lines

I'd never think of denying you your pleasure
I'd never dream of turning you away

Able to read between the lines

© Barbara With 1986

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