Track 3 of the album Voice Notes from the Back Row · 2015
Phone Call From Home
by Zuri Bell
“My mother calls at the worst times and the best times. This one is for her.”
afrobeats · tender afrobeats · highlife · 2:22
Lyrics
Phone lights up with a familiar name Suddenly the morning isn't quite the same Voices from the kitchen, far across the sea Somebody's laughing and it's laughing back at me Hello, hello, can you hear me smile Distance is just a little mile Phone call from home, oh oh oh Sunshine comes through the line Phone call from home, oh oh oh Everything's alright, everything's fine Tell me what you cooked, tell me who came by Phone call from home, I'm flying high Mama's telling stories, Papa's in the hall Little cousin shouting that he's grown so tall Rice on the stove and a song in the air I can almost smell it, I can feel you there Hello, hello, can you hear me smile Distance is just a little mile Phone call from home, oh oh oh Sunshine comes through the line Phone call from home, oh oh oh Everything's alright, everything's fine Tell me what you cooked, tell me who came by Phone call from home, I'm flying high Pass the phone around, let me hear them all Every little hello is a warm front door Clap for the family, clap for the town Love travels farther than the sun goes down Phone call from home, oh oh oh Sunshine comes through the line Phone call from home, oh oh oh Everything's alright, everything's fine Tell me what you cooked, tell me who came by Phone call from home, I'm flying high Call you tomorrow, call you tomorrow Phone call from home