Conversation isn´t the point
Near her home in a payphone
Awaits a call
A little drizzle
7.30
Hidden in chilly breath
She´d lied to daddy about Gary
Don´t you find it tough?
Don´t you find the waiting tough?
Even when occupied by love
And all that kind of stuff

Conversation isn´t the point
All alone like a door
I wonder what for
I wonder what for
The girl from verse one
Does not exist
Sure you can feel her a hands
But she´s just an idea
Don´t you find it tough?...

If you feel any pain well I´m to blame
If you feel any pain...

Still
She´s been waiting for quite a while
And the tragedy is that Gary´s me
And it´s 7.40
Conversation is not the point...