She left without leaving a number, said she needed to clear
hermind,he figured she gone back to Austin she talked about it
all thetime.It was almost a year before she called him up,3
rings and an answering machine is what she got...If your calling
'bout the car I sold it,If this is tuesday night I'm
bowling,If you got something to sellyour wasting your time,
I'm not buyingIf its anybody else wait for the tone you
know what to doand P.S if this is Austin, I still love you.The
telephone fell to the counter, she heard but she
couldn'tbelievewhat kind of man would hang on that long,
what kind of love thatmust be,she waited 3 days and then she
tried again,she didn't know what she'd say, but she
heard 3 rings andthen...If its friday night I'm at the ball
game,and first thing saturday, if it don't rainI'm
headed down to the lake and I'll be gone all weekend
long,but I'll call you back when I get home on sunday
afternoon,and P.S if this is Austin, I still love youThis time
she left her number, but not another word,and she waited by the
phone on sunday evening,and this is what he heard...If your
calling 'bout my heartits still yours, I should've
listened to it a little more,then it wouldn't have taken me
so long to know where I belongand by the way boy, this is no
machine your talking to,can't you tell this is Austin, and
I still love you.............Istill love you.