Phone Booth In Heaven
Jim White
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Oh where are we going? br>
Oh where have we been? br>
Our hush-a-bye angel, she's safe and tucked in. br>
I drive around town, while you sit and watch the rain. br>
There's what you think with your heart and what br>
I feel with my brain. br>
For those who plant nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone booth in heaven that no one is calling. br>
It sits on a highway that leads nowhere. br>
I'll drop you a line next time br>
I find myself there. br>
Remembering them days, how we wore our weakness well. br>
There's some say that heaven can't exist without hell, well if the proof's in the pudding, and that axiom's true, somehow the heart of the matter escaped me and you. br>
For those who plant nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone booth in heaven that no one is calling. br>
Though the ghosts of redemption might whisper odd promises, br>
I for one don't put much faith in them specters. br>
Now the blueprint for sorrow is just to put off the hurt 'til the price of tomorrow becomes more than love's worth. ' br>
Til what's begged and what's stole is just the hollow remains of some beautiful failure that we cling to in vain. br>
For those who plant nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone booth in heaven that no one is calling. br>
The truest word heard there is the word that's unspoken 'cause you can't mend what the br>
Good Lord designed to be broken. br>
Oh where are we going? br>
My darling oh where? br>
Our sweetheart's in dreamland, please let her stay there. br>
We are two separate people, with two separate ways. br>
Until we come to our senses, it's our sweetheart that pays. br>