Track 4 of the album Two Mugs · 2017
Call Me When the Sun Comes Up
“A slow, warm one about phone calls across time zones. We sang it softly, close to one microphone.”
xinyao · romantic folk · smooth acoustic · 2:18
Lyrics
You're on the other side of the world Where the morning's just begun I'm watching the last of the evening Slip away from the sun We've traded a hundred voice notes And a thousand silly jokes I know the sound of your laughter Better than my own Call me when the sun comes up I'll be here with the lamp on low We'll talk about the weather And where the days will go Call me when the sun comes up I'll hold the line for you Every mile between us Is a song we're singing through I keep your photo by the kettle Your postcard on the shelf Some days the distance is heavy Some days it's light as itself When I finally see you at the gate With your bag and your tired grin I won't need a single word I'll just fold you in Call me when the sun comes up I'll be here with the lamp on low We'll talk about the weather And where the days will go Call me when the sun comes up I'll hold the line for you Every mile between us Is a song we're singing through Call me when the sun comes up I'll answer, I'll be here