What was it like? How was it then? To stand on a stage with just a mic and a name and chat like you were with a friend People just heard And little they saw But the words were enough, yeah the words were enough to entertain them all
Oh, how beautiful it was to me How beautiful it was to me How beautiful it was to me to listen to simplicity I wonder how we used to be When the telephone rang
How did it go? How did it die? To talk to a face in a neighbourhood place telling stories over coffee and pie People said what they meant It was heard on the spot You either tell the truth, or make a bad excuse, or you would lie and get caught
Oh, how beautiful it was to me How beautiful it was to me How beautiful it was to me to show your personality I wonder how we used to be Wen the telephone rang Ba ba ba da da da da
Will it ever come back? Or is it already gone? To meet your friends on the street And kick a ball with your feet And make it home when the lights come on
Oh, how beautiful it was to me How beautiful it was to me How beautiful it was to me to use your curiosity I wonder how we used to be When the telephone rang Ba ba ba da da da da
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