Two Time Zones

Three rings then your voice cuts through the dark “ Hey, you up?” – yeah, I was waiting for the spark

But the screen between us has a cold blue heart

And I’m tracing your outline on my chest in the dark

You laugh about your day, I laugh about mine

But every pause feels like a crooked line

I wanna press my ear against your chest

Not this plastic speaker doing its best

Tell me something that the Wi-Fi can’t steal

Tell me your body remembers what I feel ‘ Cause midnight is cruel when you’re two time zones apart

And the only thing touching me is the bass from the start

Static on the line but your voice is clear

I close my eyes and I pretend you’re here

Your breath in my ear like a low, slow wave

I’m not hanging up – just let me misbehave

Static on the line, but I don’t mind the ghost

It’s the closest thing to holding you the most

When the call drops dead, I’ll still hold the phone

And pretend the silence is your skin on my bones

You said “ Baby, come to bed” – but you’re 800 miles

I’m just a thumbnail on your screen, a pile of hopeful dials

I count the satellites between us like a rosary

Every dropped call feels like a small betrayal to me

But when you whisper my name, no lag, no delay

The world outside the window just fades to gray

I don’t need the touch if the voice is this slow

Just promise me you won’t hang up before I let go

Static on the line but your voice is clear

I close my eyes and I pretend you’re here

Your breath in my ear like a low, slow wave

I’m not hanging up – just let me misbehave

Static on the line, but I don’t mind the ghost

It’s the closest thing to holding you the most

When the call drops dead, I’ll still hold the phone

And pretend the silence is your skin on my bones

“ You know what’s the worst part?

When the call ends and the room goes silent.

And I can still feel the shape of your vowel on my lips.

We’re out here building a love out of frequencies.

But tonight… I don’t care. Just don’t hang up.”

(Phone static sound – then beat returns softer)

Static on the line but your voice is clear

I close my eyes and I pretend you’re here

Your breath in my ear like a low, slow wave

I’m not hanging up – just let me misbehave

(Ad-lib run: “ just let me… mis-be-have…”)

(Whispered) “ I’ll call you in the morning…”

(Whispered) “ I’ll call you in the morning…”