Ian Moss
Telephone Booth
I can't hide it,So good to be here.Lost in transit,Out on a free year.There's no truth,Eying me sideways.Just a telephone booth,On a highway.I ain't hiding,There's been no breakdown.Where I'm aiming,I see the sundown.One horizon,Eying me sideways.Just a telephone booth,On a highway.Everything for miles,Is high on the silence.Everything's my way.Where I'm calling,There's no religion.SongtexteNo-one falling,My absolution.Is all truth,Eying me sideways.In a telephone booth,On a highway.I stand ready,For any new direction.That the sun may lead me down.Everything for miles,Is high on the silence.Everything's my way.In a telephone booth,On a highway.
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