Lyrics Calling Long Distance - Matthew and the Atlas

I'm calling long distance
Can you meet me for a coffee maybe someplace new
If we ever get lost away from reality
Way to a different view
But I'll need a window straight into the night
Only after daylight has left the fight
And my eyes turn to black and the city lights crack
There's no way of going back
So go now with blood on your lips
Looking for a different answer
Eyes wide, fall through the eclipse
Toward the morning dancer
Your voice on the phone a path to eternity flooding the corridor
And we turn on the light when they wake in the night
Their little voice is sore
I can see it, I can feel it
I could lose myself in this
This glow brings a haze of a misty parade
And the memory always
So go now with blood on your lips
Looking for a different answer
Eyes wide, fall through the eclipse
Toward the morning dancer
I'm calling long distance
Can you meet me for a coffee, maybe someplace new
If we ever get lost away from reality
Way to a different view
Your voice on the phone a path to eternity flooding the corridor
And we turn on the light when they wake in the night
Their little voice is sore
So go now with blood on your lips
Looking for a different answer
Eyes wide, fall through the eclipse
Toward the morning dancer