Hey! Pick Up The Phone

from by Damond Moodie

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Hey, pick up the phone
I am calling, to tell you that I love you
Hey, pick up the phone
Call me back child, so we can be alone

We met on a Tuesday at that teashop, on High St.
Stepped inside to get out of the rain
My eyes came across your face
The Earth seemed to slow it’s pace
And I heard the angels sing:
“Gotta get her number”
Ooh wee “I’m hit!” and going down quick
Won’t you throw me a life preserver?
Swear, I’m not some lunatic
She gave me a shy smile
I asked if I could dial
Her 10 digits - everyday
For the rest of my life

Chorus

A text cannot convey the sincerity of my tone
Email isn’t any better; I need to purr into the phone
I wanna know your stories girl, faster than you can type
Let me hear your accent, this is more than love at first sight
The rain has stopped; we should take a stroll
So call me back, I really need to know
Why I’m so drawn to you
I can’t get you outta my mind

It’s like adrenaline; I am floating in,
Upside down, walk on the ceiling.
Swollen heart, catch my breath, waiting on this ring in my ear

Chorus

credits

from Not In Vain, released July 18, 2014
Acoustic and electric guitars, all voices, kick drum, shaker, triangle, handclaps - Damond
Additional handclaps - Jason Dietrich

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Damond Moodie Oakland, California

Based in Oakland, CA, Damond Moodie writes, records and performs soulful folk songs for the Bay Area wide. Armed with a funky percussive acoustic guitar and a clear, big sky voice over the urban cityscape, his intention is to sing passionate stories of depth and grace, to you. ... more

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