Honest

What happens stays in
Between these walls
So I sit here patiently
Still awaiting for your call

This distance between
Point A to B
Can disappear into
Everything we’ll ever need

A conversation lost in connectivity
It leaves us more detached than we should ever be
There’s always complication in such simplicity
And now we’ve lost the ability

I want you
Right here
This time
Next year
Honest
Honest

A twitch in my fingers
A glance of my eyes
Will I recognise your face
On a screen so digitised?

I think I've got your number
I guess the time is right
We're worlds apart
But we still share the same piece/peace of mind

A conversation lost in connectivity
It leaves us more detached than we should ever be
There’s always complication in such simplicity
And now we’ve lost the ability

I want you
Right here
This time
Next year
Honest
Honest