In this heartfelt ballad, a tale of enduring love and regret unfolds through a series of answering machine messages. The protagonist's former lover reaches out after a prolonged silence, only to be met with pre-recorded updates that hint at his daily life yet consistently end with a poignant confession of ongoing affection. As the narrative progresses, it becomes clear that despite the passage of time and absence of direct communication, both parties harbor unresolved feelings. The song cleverly uses the answering machine as a metaphor for missed connections and the barriers we erect in relationships, ultimately suggesting that true love perseveres through misunderstandings and distance. When the woman finally leaves her number, prompting direct communication, it underscores the theme that reconciliation and honesty can heal past wounds, reaffirming the adage that love finds a way.
Austin
Lyrics
She left without leavin' a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she'd gone back to Austin
'Cause she talked about it all the time
It was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got
If your callin' 'bout the car, I sold it
If this is Tuesday night, I'm bowlin'
If you've got somethin' to sell your wastin' your time, I'm not buyin'
If it's anybody else wait for the tone you know what to do
And P.S., if this is Austin, I still love you
The telephone fell to the counter
She heard but she couldn't believe
What kind of man would hang on that long
What kind of love that must be
She waited three days and then she tried again
She didn't know what she'd say
But she heard three rings and then
If it's Friday night, I'm at the ball game
And first thing Saturday, if it don't rain
I'm headed out 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 you
Well, this time she left her number
But not another word
Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evening
And this is what he heard
If your callin' 'bout my heart, it's still yours
I should've listened to it a little more
Then it wouldn't have taken me so long
To know where I belong
And by the way, boy, this is no machine your talkin' to
Can't you tell, this is Austin, and I still love you
I still love you
Writer(s): David Kent, Kirsti Manna
Copyright(s): Lyrics © TALBOT MUSIC PUBLISHING, INC., KIRSTI MANNASONGS
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