Song Description
With his back against the wall - in a phone booth with no quarter to make the call - a man feels the deep assurance that he is not alone.
| Song Length |
4:42 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Glad |
Subject |
Happiness, Spirituality |
| Similar Artists |
Foreigner, Blind Melon |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
PHONE BOOTH (4:42)
Standing in this phone booth
With my back against the wall
Wishing I could talk to you
But I don't have a quarter for the call
Destitute and lonely, Lord, I feel so small
Standing in this phone booth with my back against the wall
If I could just get through to you, and tell you how I feel
If I could just express these hurts inside of me, the worst of this would heal
Comfort like a shoulder I'm sure that I would find
If I could just get you on this line
But there must be light years between us
I'd be ashamed to look you in the face
But you said I could call you if I needed to
And if I ever needed you, I need you today
Hello! How did you find me in the middle of nowhere?
Hello! You must have heard me
Standing in this phone booth with my back against the wall
Wishing I could talk to you but I didn't have a quarter for the call
Destitute and lonely, Lord, I felt so small
Standing in this phone booth with my back against the wall.
Have I told you that I love you? I guess you hear that all the time.
You don't? Why, isn't that a crime
I've been standing in this phone booth about to end it all...
And Lord...it's so nice of you to call
Bill Ross C 1991 WoundedEgoMusic@gmail.com, BMI