Three Spoons Make Three - Your Voice Came Across

your voice came across

your voice came across telephone wires,
and i picked it up.
at first i didn’t know who it was.
the way you talk: real soft,
like you’re trying not to wake no one up.
it’s getting lighter later
over there it’s getting dark.
and when you cried, i did not hang up
you said i lied, well, i might have.
in a ghost town, i can’t settle down,
i gotta keep moving on, i feel i’m losing ground.
well, it’s nice to hear your voice
won't you come back home.