If The Phone Doesn’t Ring, It’s Me

by Jimmy Buffett, Will Jennings, and Michael Utley

from the album Last Mango in Paris


Lyrics

There are oceans of feelings between us
Currents that take us and sweep us away
That’s why we seldom have seen us
In the light of a cold hard day

Lots of new friends with the same old answers
Open your eyes, you might see
If our lives were that simple
We’d live in the past
If the phone doesn’t ring, it’s me

If the phone doesn’t ring
You’ll know that it’s me
I’ll be out in the eye of the storm
If the phone doesn’t ring
you’ll know that I’ll be
Where someone can make me feel warm
It’s too bad we can’t turn
and live in the past
If the phone doesn’t ring, it’s me

I’ve had good days and bad days
And going half mad days
I try to let go but you’re still on my mind
I’ve lost all the old ways
I’m searching for new plays
Putting it all on the line

Lots of new friends with the same old problems
Open your eyes, you might see
If our lives were that simple
We’d live in the past
If the phone doesn’t ring, it’s me

If it takes all the future
We’ll live through the past
If the phone doesn’t ring, it’s me

Jimmy’s Note:

This phrase sort of sums it all up: “Good days’ bad days, and going half mad days.” We all have them. This is as close as I can get to a sad song. The time spent writing about the intensity involved in trying to keep love together is short; but the endless research can kill you.