Sons And Daughters - Red Receiver lyrics

Phone phone the red receiver at the end of the bed it keeps getting clearer Rings run running around me Untying the ribbons for the good of the family And your dear friends gathered together You were looking for trouble now your losing your temper Cold feet in London Useless confetti No groom No first kiss No diamonds for the girl Don't look in the side of the wardrobe The white dress hangs tall as a tightrope Clothes piled high in a suitcase Better get moving fast for it's too late And you dear friends gathered in darkness Formed a search and followed their partners Cold feet in London Useless confetti No groom No first kiss No diamonds for the girl So phone phone the red receiver at the end of the bed but no one will be here