Red Line

all alone again, the phone forgot to ring

even if it did, i doubt it would be for me

bedside table photographs of you, half smoked cigarettes

remember something too good to be true

and you called me and told me you were home

watching movies with your friends

while i sit by the phone i guess i'll have another cigarette

i guess i'll write another song

if i could be anything i'd be an aeroplane and then i'd fly so far away

500 miles so that you could look at me that way

the ceiling is so lonely when it's all that you can see

lying here on my back thinking of your smile

and the next time you'll show it to me

i can't help being jealous of your room when you're in it all alone

and i can't help being jealous of your friends when you're having fun

and i'm stuck here at home

i took the el today and everything reminded me of you

and i remember how you sat on the stairs

eating popsicles that turned your lips blue

i knew it then i know it now

my favorite dream has come true

i love you so much and i'll never meet another like you.