Signals by christopher ANTON

The signal must be in sync with the wrong satellite
The tiny arrows in spaces moving into the night
And I'm holding on to the phone like a moth to a light

Calling, calling out to you
Is my message unclear?
I'm calling, calling out to you
I'm calling, calling, calling, calling!
Am I the only one all alone out here?

I'm hanging on to your voice from the last we were on
My mind all running in circles and then you were gone
It goes on and on, and on, and on, and on....

Calling, calling out to you
Is my message unclear?
I'm calling, calling out to you
I'm calling, calling, calling, calling!
I'm calling out to you tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
I'm breaking down and I'm falling
I'm calling, calling, calling, calling!

The static fades as I walk out in the Los Angeles night
I'm heading out to where the systems are turning right
And I'm holding on to the phone until the morning light

Calling, calling out to you
Is my message unclear?
I'm calling, calling out to you
I'm calling, calling, calling, calling!
I'm calling out to you tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
I'm breaking down and I'm falling
I'm calling, calling, calling, calling!

• 80s pop
• Electronic
• cance
• electronica
• new wave
• synthwave