Текст песни
[Verse 1] You left your book On the window seat Folded page Where we used to meet Cold tea ring On the wooden grain Your sweater Still says my name [Chorus] Tangerine telephone Ringing in a quiet room Every little memory Coloured like a faded June I pick up But it’s only tone Talking to a dial tone Tangerine telephone Calling from a time I knew [Verse 2] We walked home slow Through the terraced rows Trading dreams Like secret codes You hummed a line That you never wrote I still hear it In my throat [Chorus] Tangerine telephone Ringing in a quiet room Every little memory Coloured like a faded June I pick up But it’s only tone Talking to a dial tone Tangerine telephone Calling from a time I knew [Bridge] [Orchestral swell under rising vocal] I keep your letters in the second drawer Ink turned grey but I read them more Every margin full of almost-plans Tiny ships that never reached the sand [Part II – Verse 3] Sunday sun Through the cafe glass You traced stars On a paper nap Said “One day We’ll get out of here” But the one day Disappeared [Part II – Chorus] Tangerine telephone Buzzing like a distant fly All the words we never said Stacked against a cloudless sky I laugh once Just to feel it land Empty in my empty hand Tangerine telephone You’re the only alibi [Part II – Instrumental Break] [Acoustic guitar and melodic bass duet with Indian-style fingerpicking figure; slide guitar answers Light strings swell then fall away] [Part III – Coda] Now the house Has a different sound Same old stairs But a softer ground I set your book On the window frame Let the sun Erase my name [Part III – Refrain] Tangerine telephone Sleeping in a cardboard box I don’t need a line to you To feel the ticking of that clock I still hear your almost-song Hanging where the day goes wrong Tangerine telephone I can let it ring Then stop [Part III – Outro] [Wordless vocal “ahh” over slow orchestral swell] (ooh) I can let it ring I can let it ring [Orchestra holds a suspended chord Then fades]
