it s the middle of the night and i should be sleepin my eyelids are heavy but there s something keepin them open wide since i kissed you at the gate just two days past i ve been flyin towards the sun on a jet plane fast accross the ocean tide there s a touch tone phone right beside my bed there s a ten digit number burnin in my head and before i left i heard the words you said call me anytime chorus long distance there s a signal comin from me to you so insistent it s penetratin goin straight on through no resistin i get struck by love at the funniest times it s long distance love waitin for me at the end of the line now it s cold and lonesome here in this time zone but i can thank mister bell for his telephone and what it buys it s reassuring just to know you re there but if i hear your voice i might smell your hair when i close my eyes i m punchin the keys and my hands are hot it s not what i want but it s the best i got and i don t even know if you re home or not but i can always try chorus got your fiber optics got your savin plan in the off peak hours honey i m your man i got my callin card when i hear you echo off the satellite i ll be jumpin up and down i ll be feelin right i ll be fallin hard you ll be puttin out that cat turnin out the lights while the sun s commin up here bold and bright we re on opposite ends of a lonely night but it s not too far chorus
['bluegrass', 'mandolin', 'old-time', 'progressive bluegrass']