he had to leave so sometimes i'd call
 i was lost and livin' in the real world
 i'd call

 satellites are blinkin' all through the night
 wishes like this don't seem right
 rising and falling as i make my request
 hello, operator, can i make this collect?

 higher and higher burns the fire
 love's lost on the telephone wire
 too high to reach, too hot to hold
 wishing on telstar, should've been told

 person to person, looking for affection
 do i just break through?
 do i have to wait?
 it sure hurts when you get away
 my long distance lover, can i make you stay