Waiting by the telephone
Breathing through a giant rubber hose
God only knows
Photographs of you and me
Where did they go?
Don't take my picture down
And don't erase everything that we had
Don't think I let you down
And I might be gone, we'll meet again
Can't find you, so I'll call your name
Riding on this satellite
And don't take my picture down
And don't erase everything that we had