The
Number You Dialed Doesn’t ExistThe
Number You Dialed Doesn’t Exist
She walks down the aisle Looking tired as usual
Not ready for another ride She keeps walking and walking and walking
Not even sure if it’s the same road
Sun goes down so quickly that day Which brings down the tears on her face
The number you dialed doesn’t exist
The number you dialed doesn’t exist
She dialed the number again a year after She decided to send a farewell note
So that everybody could hear it singing
What about the coffee I haven’t tasted
What about the song I haven’t heard
She found nothing to prove Only a broken heart inside
She found nothing to choose Only a road to home aside
The only memory left was taken suddenly
Nowadays people won’t even believe the story she has had
She said there’s nothing to prove Nodded with bliss in her eyes
How about our story
How about the two of us…
She walks down the aisle Looking sad as usual
Not ready for another ride
She sits in the corner having a deep breath Staring at the emptiness in the air
As if waiting for it to show up
Maybe someday…maybe…
The
number you dialed doesn’t exist