He sits in his chair to quietly reflect
on how things went and tries not to expect
or get carried away with dreams in his head
so he gets up and goes to lay down in his bed

He closes his eyes and sees her still there
curled up under a blanket alone in the chair
The phone in her hand and smile on her face
he knows who she is so this must be her place

Her face lights right up, the calls going well
but how far will things go, its too early to tell
They talk about dreams and the things that they've done
and from out of nowhere "could she be the one?"

"Come on now slow down" he thinks to himself
"getting that far ahead is bad for your health
You know that she's great and pretty and smart
but lets just see where this goes put the brakes on your heart"

Somehow he pushes those thoughts to one side
and basks in the moment, the warmth felt inside
"You know it went well" he thinks with a smile
"meeting someone like this, well its sure been a while"

It's been a few years since he last opened the door
and there's been no one he'd liked to have knocked it before
and now here he is phone still in his hand
last incoming call from far cross the land

And as he lays back with a smile on his face
he sees her again on the phone at her place
She's saying goodbye and smiling still
will they speak again? He sure hopes they will.