Hangin' On The Line

He's looking for her but she's been gone
 Under the bridge of the Roman Wall
 He's looking forward to taking a ride
 North of the town country divide
 But it's just a little more than he can pay
 Now she's reading tea leaves in every cup
 Tracing the lines from the bottom up
 There's a telephone on the wall
 She's got a hand in the final call
 Now we're hangin' on the line
 It's just a little daydream
 Where we're hangin' on the line
 Underpaid for all the plans we laid
 So we wander, we wander
 The string of lights in the doorway
 The city key in your hand
 A happening to your liking
 So you wander back
 A film on endless repeat
 The counter's falling behind
 And if he runs, he may catch her
 He wonders why
 We're writing stories that could be true
 I know the cost, what it's costing you
 So I've been stealing all of my lines
 Straight from the school of new design
 But they're just a little more than I can say
 So get on a new wave, it's hard to miss
 Dressed in nines and 66
 Now we're changing all the time
 It's just a little daydream
 Where we're changing all the time
 Underpaid for all the plans we laid
 So we wander, we wander
 The string of lights in the doorway
 The city key in your hand
 A happening to your liking
 So you wander back
 A film on endless repeat
 The counter's falling behind
 And if he runs, he may catch her
 He wonders why