Voicemail

When I picture you Your hair is Jet black and wiry Oh, you would love this song I found Saying my nickname In a voicemail from the road Oh, you were miles away I could hear it in your tone I think I need to leave this train It's coming up again It's a pressure, not a pain But I can't make it go away Saying my nickname In a voicemail from your car You were there There you are And though you are Not around Oh, you would love this song I found Oh, you would love this song I found Oh, you would love this song I found Oh, you would love this song I found Oh, you would love this song You would love this song though you're not around Oh, you would love this song You would love this song This song that I found Oh, you would love this song You would love this song though you're not around Oh, you would love this song You would love this song This song that I found Oh, you would love this song I found Oh, you would love this song I found