Angels On Speed-Dial
I like the way that my shirt smells when it's been in your embrace
And, I dig the way that my hand feels when yours keeps it company
Under these overcast skies, looking pretty as a picture
That I'll tape inside my notebook, I just wish I had answers
Answers to this pandemic we suffer, known as distance
I'm throwing coins in a river in a fit of formal wishing
Am I just wasting my money missing something so lovely?
No, damn, say it twice, I'll hold your hand when our eyes meet again.
Because I love, I love your smile
And I like, I like your style
It's unfortunate dear, I can only stay a short while