Ann Elizabeth

But you’re still calling
And I’m not answering
Now I have to turn away from the pain you throw at me
Now that we’ve both just fell apart
And have un-mended hearts

Oh Ann Elizabeth, when you call I’m torn apart
There is so much anger in your voice
I turn my head sideways and try to find the part that used to carry me home
Home to you

So then you stopped calling
And I don’t have to worry about answering
Now I wonder how much of me is left after collecting your arrows
Now that we’ve both started walking away
And left so many bruises in the gutter where they lay

Oh Ann Elizabeth, when you call I’m torn apart
There is so much anger in your voice
I turn my head sideways and try to find the part that used to carry me home
Home to you

And now when you call
Your voice is so distant and so cold
Now there is no fire to keep us warm here
Now that we’ve both stomped out the smoke
And left the brittle ashes behind

Oh Ann Elizabeth, when you call I’m torn apart
There is so much anger in your voice
I turn my head sideways and try to find the part that used to carry me home
Home to you

Oh Ann Elizabeth, I hold my ears when the phone rings
When you call I’m torn apart
You have so much to throw at me
So much anger to fling my way
I have held out my hands for you, hold me, hold me close
But now those days are gone Ann Elizabeth
I can never run home to you again
Home is no longer you
Ann Elizabeth

Oh Ann Elizabeth, when you call I’m torn apart
There is so much anger in your voice
I turn my head sideways and try to find the part that used to carry me home
Home to you