Phone Song

I’d like to be your friend
Maybe even lover
But you, you make it so tough
So many ways we’re good
So much is understood
But you don’t check your phone enough

When you’re in the room
Our connection is so strong
So why does everything get so rough
You’re the apple of my eye
But when I think of you I cry
‘cause you don’t check your phone enough

When I have a brilliant thought (pretty often)
I want to share it right away
And get your brilliant thoughts right back
Back-n-forth like ping pong balls
That’s what I need even if just “uh-huh”
You’re not bein more available is whack
(that’s kinda whack)

it doesn’t have to be
some earth-shattering philosophy
it can be whatever, just off the cuff
I’d like to be your friend
Yeh, maybe even lover
But you don’t check your phone enough

(lyrics: Dan Bern)

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