Jim White Phone Booth in Heaven Letras:
Oh where are we going? Oh where have we been? Our
hush-a-bye angel, she's safe and tucked in. I
drive around town, while you sit and watch the
rain. There's what you think with your heart and
what I feel with my brain. For those who plant
nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a
phone booth in heaven that no one is calling. It
sits on a highway that leads nowhere. I'll drop
you a line next time I find myself there.
Remembering them days, how we wore our weakness
well. There's some say that heaven can't exist
without hell, well if the proof's in the pudding,
and that axiom's true, somehow the heart of the
matter escaped me and you. For those who plant
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nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a
phone booth in heaven that no one is calling.
Though the ghosts of redemption might whisper odd
promises, I for one don't put much faith in them
specters. Now the blueprint for sorrow is just to
put off the hurt 'til the price of tomorrow
becomes more than love's worth. 'Til what's begged
and what's stole is just the hollow remains of
some beautiful failure that we cling to in vain.
For those who plant nothing but the seeds of the
falling there is a phone booth in heaven that no
one is calling. The truest word heard there is the
word that's unspoken 'cause you can't mend what
the Good Lord designed to be broken. Oh where are
we going? My darling oh where? Our sweetheart's in
dreamland, please let her stay there. We are two
separate people, with two separate ways. Until we
come to our senses, it's our sweetheart that pays.
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