She left without leaving a number
said she needed to clear her mind
he figured she'd gone back to Austin
'cause she talked about it all the time.
It was almost a year before she called him up
three rings and an answering machine
it's what she got.
If you're calling 'bout the car I sold it
if this Tuesday night I'm bowling
if you got something to sell
you're wasting your time,
I'm not buying.
If it's anybody else,
wait for the tone,
you know what to do
And P.S., if this is Austin
I still love you
The telephone fell to the counter.
She heard but couldn't believe it.
What kind of man would hang on that long?
What kind of love that must be?
She waited three days and then she tried again
she didn't know what she'd say
but she heard three rings and then:
If it's Friday night I'm at the ball game
and first thing Saturday if it don't rain
I'm headed up to the lake
and I'll be gone all weekend long
but I'll call you back when I get home
on Sunday afternoon.
And P.S., if this is Austin
I still love you.
Well, this time she left her number
but not another word
then she waited by the phone on Sunday evening
and this is what he heard:
If you're calling 'bout my heart is still yours
I should've listened to it a little more
then it wouldn't have taken me so long
to know where I belong
An by the way boy,
this is no machine you're talking to
Can't you tell?
This is Austin and I still love you
I still love you