«Hello, honey, I hope I didn’t wake you up,
but I had to hear your voice
I’m standing in another phone booth,
somewhere on the moon
I’m alright, I guess, except for all the stuff I miss
the things we used to do
I never knew I could be this blue
It’s so quiet here
like the stars are sayin’,
«shh, be quiet»
So, how are the kids?
Did I miss his birthday again?
aw, no…could you tell him I’m sorry,
sometimes my mind gets blurry
and I lose all sense of time
Time moves slowly
like the curve of the earth
Aw, honey, I wish I really could
reach out and touch you…but that’s not real
like the moon is blue…like this lonely view
from a sad phone…out here on the moon
And it feels like one long lonely night
you know what I mean,
that’s why I called»