Staying in touch
When Paul and I first got our cell phones, we called each other about fifteen times a day, because we could.
You call about a quarter to two
I’m busy working but I‘m thinking of you
You call about a quarter to three
Tell me about how much you’re missing me
You’re making sure that you were on my mind
But you were fretting for nothing
I’ll be home on time.
You call about a quarter to four
I’m busy working, baby watching the door
You call about half past five
Get me in trouble cause you’re calling all the time
You want to hear what’s running through my mind
But you were fretting for nothing,
I’ll be home on time.
No need to wonder
No need to call
Don’t need to worry about anything at all
I’m packing up
I’m on my way
Going’ rock you baby all night all day
I call, about a quarter to eight.
Been home since seven and you’re running late.
I call, about nine ‘o five
Even as I dial, I see your lights in the drive
Don’t want to tell you what was in my mind
I was fretting for nothing,
You’re home in time.
We were fretting for nothing
Cause tonight we’re coming home on time.