I'm waking up and you're going to bed
These time-zones are not good for my head
If I could string the Atlantic Sea (Yeah)
I'd make it small enough so you could swim to me
It's just the way that the cookie crumbles
Just the way that it goes
It's the stone in the cherry pie
It's the dirt around which the pearl grows
We only talk on the telephone
You only me that you're feeling all alone
I wanna call you on the telephone
But you gotta wait 'til the morning because of these time-zones
Speculate to accumulate
Good things will come to those who wait
We pass like ships in the night
We're at sea but the lands in sight
I'd pack you in my suitcase baby
If you'd fit inside
The world spins upon it's axis
You and me are just hitching a ride
We only talk on the telephone
You only me that you're feeling all alone
I wanna call you on the telephone
But you gotta wait 'til the morning because of these time-zones
[Voicemail Outro]
Hey baby it's me, where are you?
Hey baby, I've been calling you all night
What time is it?
Call me back, please call me back
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