White telephone, pick up the receiver
Wait for the tone, wait for the tone
It's droning, there's no one on the line
It's droning, there's no one on the line

The rotary, finger into the hole
Pull back, let go... pull back, let go
It's ringing, no one answering
It's ringing, there's no one answering

All the words go into the wire
Just like a ghost, just like a ghost
It's fleeing like light from a room
Into darkness from an empty room

I'm fleeing like light from a room
Into darkness, calling after you