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Pick Up the Phone

Pick up the phone
It’s time for the calling
Waiting for the right one to catch me when I’m falling

Pick up the phone
Dial my number
I’m tired of being frozen so let’s have a great summer

Pick up the phone
I’ve set it on vibrate
Just so I won’t miss when you’re calling to make my day

Pick up the phone
The call is yours
You know I’m still available, so what are you waiting for?

© Martin Ångnell 2010 - 2021