All is well - Calling - Lyrics

Another day, another small town

A summer breeze

The bougainvillea is still in bloom

His room

(phone rings, no-one answers)

The morning comes, they take their showers

They go to work, they do their hours

It's a routine

They lean on.

(phone rings, no-one answers)

His books are on the shelf (It doesn't matter what we do)

Craving curious finger (it will never leave us)

His favorite after-shave (time that used to pass has now stopped)

Lingers still....

(phone rings, no-one answers)

The evening news, they hear them saying

Tonight's the game, his team is playing

They go to bed

Instead.

(phone rings, no-one answers)

Out in the quiet street

One stray dog is crying

And if their eyes don't meet

All is well.

(phone rings, no-one answers)

(phone rings, no-one answers)

All is well.

All is well.