Please Hang Up

© 2004 Midnight Island Music

You always think of the future
I always look surprised
I thought this sort of life would suit you
I guess the moon got in my eyes
You're right, you're right I can see that
It's time to get some of it back  
If you need someone strong I can be that
As long as you pick up the slack

I count the cost with every step
of everything you want that hasn't happened yet
But nothing's lost I've made a plan: 
I'm in a phonebooth waiting to turn into Superman.  

The house is collapsing around us
A window blew out in the night
We always took life as it found us
Hoped things would turn out all right
But some effort on my part is called for
The men that you watch on tv
Can smooth out the holes in the wallboard
Just like you thought I could be 

I count the cost with every step
of everything you want that hasn't happened yet
But nothing's lost I've made a plan: 
I'm in a phonebooth waiting to turn into Superman.  

The suit will look good in the evening
When we're out entertaining our friends
But who can afford the drycleaning
With no means justifying the ends
My life is a puddle I slipped in
Asleep when I started to slide
It wasn't like this back on Krypton
The little one got a free ride

I count the cost with every step
of everything you want that hasn't happened yet
But nothing's lost I've made a plan: 
I'm in a phonebooth waiting to turn into Superman.