3 AM.
8/8/04
The phone rings at 3 AM,
I hear your sweet voice again
on the other end.
And I'm happy, but I'm sad.
I'm fucking furious, but I understand.
And I want you all the more,
but I know it's only
a matter of time
till you find another guy
with you so far away.
Day by day I know
there can be no resolution:
there is no answer, this is useless,
it's a hopeless situation
and I've got to bear the
bitter taste of the inevitable.
I know nothing lasts forever,
but I still can't believe that this is over.
Is this over? If so, can we rewind?
Run back through a loop in time?
Day by day I see
a message in every movie,
songs on the radio, they speak to me
and it seems that everyone's
talking about California.
And I know I'll
see you again one day,
but where will we be?
What will have changed
between you and me?
Because if there's
one thing I know,
it's that nothing
ever stays the same.
And I don't want to say it,
and you won't, but we
both know this is over
for all time, and it's
gone for good --
it's good as gone,
isn't it?
Then the phone rings at 3 AM
and I'm lost to empty wishes,
floating on hollow hopes,
hearing the life in you
over the phone,
knowing you will never
be mine again.
And still day by day I see
a message in every movie,
songs on the radio, they speak to me
and it seems that everyone's
talking about California.
I can't chase after you,
and you can't come back to me,
because we've both got our
place and sense of responsibility.
Day by day,
three hours behind,
do you see a message
in every movie?
Do songs speak to you
about our tragedy?
Does Ohio haunt you
like California haunts me?
8/8/04
The phone rings at 3 AM,
I hear your sweet voice again
on the other end.
And I'm happy, but I'm sad.
I'm fucking furious, but I understand.
And I want you all the more,
but I know it's only
a matter of time
till you find another guy
with you so far away.
Day by day I know
there can be no resolution:
there is no answer, this is useless,
it's a hopeless situation
and I've got to bear the
bitter taste of the inevitable.
I know nothing lasts forever,
but I still can't believe that this is over.
Is this over? If so, can we rewind?
Run back through a loop in time?
Day by day I see
a message in every movie,
songs on the radio, they speak to me
and it seems that everyone's
talking about California.
And I know I'll
see you again one day,
but where will we be?
What will have changed
between you and me?
Because if there's
one thing I know,
it's that nothing
ever stays the same.
And I don't want to say it,
and you won't, but we
both know this is over
for all time, and it's
gone for good --
it's good as gone,
isn't it?
Then the phone rings at 3 AM
and I'm lost to empty wishes,
floating on hollow hopes,
hearing the life in you
over the phone,
knowing you will never
be mine again.
And still day by day I see
a message in every movie,
songs on the radio, they speak to me
and it seems that everyone's
talking about California.
I can't chase after you,
and you can't come back to me,
because we've both got our
place and sense of responsibility.
Day by day,
three hours behind,
do you see a message
in every movie?
Do songs speak to you
about our tragedy?
Does Ohio haunt you
like California haunts me?
