TELEFONO - PHOENIX

Pronto?
Si
Come va a Hollywood?

Oh, you're staying a little longer?
Well, but I thought you'd be done by September

Non posso vivere
Troppo bisogno di te
Wish you decided to stay
We're too far, we're too far away

Vivere
Guarda, guarda intorno a te
Yeah I'm just calling to say
No, how can I sleep when you're wide awake?

Frutti di mare
Right beside me
Watch the ocean with you
Innamorato, agitato
Watch her movie debut

I painted the house
I bought the sheets that you liked on that trip that we went on to Rome
And I got a motorboat for the summer
In case you're done early or if you plan to visit
Oh wait, you plan to visit?]

Non posso vivere
Troppo bisogno di te
Wish you decided to stay
We're too far, we're too far away

Vivere
Guarda, guarda intorno a te
Yeah, I'm just calling to say
No, how can I sleep when you're wide awake?

Frutti di mare
Right beside me
Watch the ocean with you
Innamorato, agitato
Watch her movie debut

I wish you'd call from the set
I wish I didn't get upset
Who's that guy you hang out with?
Is he the lead or just an extra?

Instead of calling please ritorna da me
How can I sleep when you're wide awake?

Non posso vivere
Troppo bisogno di te
Wish you decided to stay
We're too far, we're too far away

Vivere
Guarda, guarda intorno a te
Yeah, I'm just calling to say
How can I sleep when you're wide awake?

Telefono
Ringing for me
Can I tell you?
I dream in stereo

In a studio
Far far away
I might lose you
To some executive

Telefono
Ringing for me
Can I tell you?
I dream in stereo

And in a studio
Far far away
I'm here solo
In Passoscuro

Songwriters: Mars Thomas / Christian Mazzalai / Branco Laurent / Deck D'Arcy
Telefono lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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