Voicemail from Promis III by Jose Promis
Tracklist
| 11. | Voicemail | 4:29 |
Lyrics
The other day I walked
By a restaurant and saw
Someone who looked like you
And it made me want to call
It's a strange sort of routine
I've done it several times
Even though I know
There'll be no one on the line
But I know that without fail
When I call I'll get your voice mail
Get your voice mail
It's all that there is left
And someday it'll be erased
But that's the way I think
That the system operates
It's become a strange routine
That the frigid may call a crime
But still it warms me up
To hear your voice another time
Yes I know that without fail
When I call I'll get your voice mail
Get your voice mail
And now there's no more space
The message says it's full
So every time I call
Always without fail
Each and every time
I go straight to your voice mail
Credits
Written by Jose Promis








