

I called my old number
just to hear my voice
On that greeting from a summer
we both lost by choice
A stranger answered with a
gravel-driveway sigh
Beneath a single yellow porch bulb in a quiet July
And they played it back once in the dark
Letting my old ghost leave a mark
Oh, we held on so tight
But we are just a signal in the night (ooh,
just a signal) They didn't delete it,
they just let it spin
Static on the air
where our lives had been
Now I am sitting by this
cabin dial
Listening to the hum of a forgotten mile
And they played it back once in the dark
Letting my old ghost leave a mark
Oh, we held on so tight
But we are just a signal in the night (yeah)
Just a signal
Beside the gravel drive (ahhhh)