Pick Up The Phone - Lyrics - Carina Round

Round was born in 1979 in the Low Hill area of Wolverhampton, of Italian stock, and grew up listening to the turntable given to her for her fifth birthday. She attended Saint Mary's Catholic Primary and Junior Schools and Heath Park Senior School.

Pick up the phone I'm pregnant with your baby I wanted you to know The dreams I've been having lately I wake up, I walk out from an explosion And the city speaks in sirens And the wreckage is my angel of devotion A dying light inside him And I try to tell you something But my mouth fills up with water You say, "Finally, you found me..." And suddenly I'm drowning Pick up the phone I'm trying to say sorry The things that you should know Are weighing heavy on me Well it's nothing can't be fixed With a hot bath and a fifth of mother's ruin All forgone for the duration With deranged and, maybe even, drunken sex with strangers And his wife didn't stop crying For at least a week, he told me But at least she got the kids and half a million I just assumed that she was sleeping And I fall in love in the only way that I know As I dive into the mouth of a hungry volcano And I walk, not recognizing set of reflections As I lay next to the next one with you on my mind Pick up the phone Pick up the phone Pick up the phone I'll ... go