I Recall The Telephone Booth - Joy Electric

You left on a train

On the morning of October

«Won't you button up your coat?»

I said

«It's cold out here»

Who was I to think

There could ever be a future

You assured me once

It was all I could bear

As I waited on the corner

The telephone booth, I recall

You wrote of tragedies

On a letter stained with your tears

«I will never be the same»

I said «To me, you will»

In the evening I remained

Still unsettled on the corner

Would your voice return to me

At the end of this wire?

Or will we always be this lonely?