Tekster: Mansions. The Constant.

i'm not supposed to be here
no, i quite simply lost the time
and all these people gathered round me
no, they are no friends of mine

pick up the phone, pick up the phone,
baby i need you
pick up the phone, pick up the phone,
baby i need you alone

i've been looking in the mirror
i hardly recognize my face
my name? getting any clearer
a open book, i lost my place


oh my sweet penelope
you waited all this time for me
but i am found, i am known, i am finally coming home
i'm alive
am i alive?

pick up the phone, pick up the phone,
baby i need you.
pick up the phone, pick up the phone,
baby i need you alone.