Once again it's calling to her
It's a sound she knows
Through the night it's getting louder
It must know she's home
It's trying to wear her down
As she sits softly crying
Feeling weak but being strong
She lets that telephone ring
She used to run each time he called, she'd always give in
His voice would melt her and wash away his sins, she'd forgive him
But tonight she's keeping that hand from reaching
She'll let that telephone ring
From a phone booth, he just listens
Why won't she pick up?
He's been trying now for hours
Still he won't hang up
He's feeling desperate now
As the rain starts falling
He can't face it that it's over
He lets that telephone ring
She used to run each time he called, she'd always give in
His voice would melt her and wash away his sins, she'd forgive him
But tonight she's keeping that hand from reaching
She lets that telephone ring
She turns the light off, lays her head down
Lets that telephone ring
Artist: Oliver Nelson
Artist: Thomas Newman
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