Donovan Woods - Phone lyrics

Some people, they love you so great It spans the countryside And some people, they love you so pure It nearly dies Well, some people's love is so new They just can't keep it inside Some people get married and Their friends and ex-lovers all cry But we don't have that So i put on my coat and my hat And i tell you "i'm sorry." You say "that's ok - no one's to blame." You're a sweet little girl On an airplane And i know You'll come home Or you'll tell me some s___ on the phone On the phone (phone) On the phone (phone) On the phone Well my roommate, he bought a coffee press And that nearly drove me to tears See, it's the first thing she'd touch In the mornings of those private school years Now brains, though built for thinking Are very good at worries and fears But what would i know? I'm only a volunteer But you don't know that So i put on my coat and my hat And i tell you "i'm sorry." You say "that's ok - no one's to blame. You're a sweet little boy on an airplane." And i know you'll come home Or you'll tell me some s___ on the phone On the phone (phone) On the phone (phone) On the phone (phone) On the phone (phone) Lord lift me up over all gentlemen Cause we will never know if it's right or it's wrong And lord lift me up over all gentlemen Cause we will never know if it's right or it's wrong Yeah, when i come home Yeah, when i come home...