

There was a telephone
beside my bed a little light a little red
I used to wait
for your voice to call listening to the silence
through the wall
The city outside was falling asleep while I was counting the moments
between
We didn't have forever
we didn't have a screen
just a little conversation
and a place
for memories
Call me on the velvet telephone
when the night is getting cold
tell me all the little stories that you never told
(ooh-ooh-ooh) Call me on the velvet telephone
even if it's far away
some connections need a little time to find their way A radio
playing an old love song
the kind of melody
that stays when you're gone
Photographs fading
colors turning slow but some feelings
never leave the room
Maybe we were closer
when we couldn't always reach
maybe
distance gave a meaning
to the words we had to speak
Call me on the velvet telephone
one more time tonight (call me tonight)
(on the velvet telephone...) (yeah...)