telephone line

I don't think you hate me
Can I tell you something
I can't read your mind, you're on the other side
Of the telephone line
You always answer your phone
Never leave me at the tone
I say hey and you say hello
You start with "how was your week?"
Which I thought was very sweet
We then talk about a million things
From "do you like the rain outside or the clear blue skies?"
To "tell me more about the story of your life"
Hide it in your laugh but this is what my instincts tell me
I don't think you hate me
Can I tell you something
I can't read your mind, you're on the other side
Of the telephone line
Pretty sure there's feelings
So why are we waiting
If I say you're on my mind, show you all the signs
Would you dare to cross the line
I call whenever, anytime
I'm feeling down or just right
Even though you're not by my side
It's our safe space, you and I
Over the telephone line
I think we know it and that is why
I can tell you when life gets rough and you say "stay tough
Put it in a song, turn the radio on"
I heard it in your voice so this is what my instincts tell me
I don't think you hate me
Can I tell you something
I can't read your mind, you're on the other side
Of the telephone line
Pretty sure there's feelings
So why are we waiting
If I say you're on my mind, show you all the signs
Would you dare to cross the line
We've been calling, talking, sharing for a while now
I think we know we're bound to get here somehow
Denying and pretending gets us nowhere
Take a minute and admit it that you do care
Cos I don't think you hate me
Can I tell you something
I can't read your mind, you're on the other side
Of the telephone line
Pretty sure there's feelings
So why are we waiting
If I say you're on my mind, show you all the signs
Would you dare to cross the line
Would you dare
Could you share
Would you dare to cross the line