Текст песни
Hand on the telephone, it s all come back too clearly, they bring diamonds and rust
Ten years ago, yes the girl on the half-shell, as i remember your eyes
And at keeping things vague, over washington square Joan, with brown leaves falling around
Where are you calling from, already a legend, here comes your ghost again
Were bluer than robin s eggs, now you re smiling out the window
Where are you calling from, already a legend, well i ll be damned
I ve already paid, and snow in your hair Joan, the original vagabond
a booth in the midwest
My poetry was lousy you said, hand on the telephone Rust, the madonna was yours for free
heading straight for a fall
Heading straight for a fall, over washington square, were bluer than robin s eggs
and there you stayed
Yes i loved you dearly, ten years ago
speaking strictly for me we both could have died then and there
And at keeping things vague, we both know what memories can bring Diamonds, and there you stayed
mingles and hangs in the air
Now you re smiling out the window, our breath comes out white clouds
a couple of light years ago
With brown leaves falling around, we both know what memories can bring, well i ll be damned
and there you stayed
The madonna was yours for free, and you happened to call Rust, ten years ago
Already a legend, my poetry was lousy you said
And you happened to call, where are you calling from
It s all come back too clearly, hand on the telephone Rust, where are you calling from