Here’s To You Bestess…

God is surely trying to keep you and your husband in my thoughts. Every-time I hear this song I think about the both of you. I find it to be too big of a coincidence that out of 900 songs on my iPod it somehow manages to play this song at least once a day.

I knew who he was
When I took his name
But somehow knowin’
Is just not the same late at night

He knows the danger
But he does what he does
He calls it duty
But I call it love
So here I am
While he’s gone
To some foreign land

And I cry
‘Cause I’m alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
The yellow ribbon on my neighbor’s gate
Always reminds me that someone’s awake
Just like me


I hear the sirens
And I watch the news
He laughs and leaves with his gun
And his blue uniform
And I pray God keeps him safe from harm

And I cry
‘Cause I’m alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone
I lose him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my heart skips a beat
So I get up; I can’t take anymore
Sometimes I hate how much I love him
But everyday I love him more

And I try not to think he won’t come home
But I’m sleeping with the telephone

Something awakes me from where he should be
I reach for him; the telephone rings

-Reba McEntire & Faith Hill

Sleeping with The Telephone

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. fancythis
    Feb 26, 2008 @ 12:30:23

    ugh! That was so sweet! Thank you, and let me not cry at my desk at work….

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