Текст песни Tuxedo Gleam - Faces Confused

the telephone rings
I know it's you
pick up the receiver
to hear your voice
speaking softly
in my ear
tell me things
that I want to hear
it's alright now
it's ok
I believe every word you say
it's so clear now
it's so right
as we ride to the end of the night

now it's not working
faces confused
like a letter on a postcard
to little to late
there's no other way to say it
nothing else we can do
tell me now
there's nothing to fear