On The Line (c) April 2, 2012 Michael Jones

I got the word sometime ago
I’ve been watching all the signs
I don’t need the news to know
Or see it on the line.

The numbers, somehow don’t add up
But it was loud and clear
The signal I was getting
has truly disappeared

instrumental chorus

I don’t need a spoken word
Or a Western Union telegram
I don’t love you “STOP” goodbye
I think I understand.

chorus
it’s not on a wire
it’s not on the wind
It’s not on the hands of time
or on my mind

There’s no message on the line
Waiting for reply
Bit by bit I’m getting it
As it all goes by