Song Story: Lips of An Angel

Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now

He sat in the living room, holding his cell phone to his ear, shaking. He didn’t know what to say…so much ran through his mind as he heard the voice on the other end. He wanted to scream, he wanted to cry….he wanted to hold the owner tight and take away any pain she felt. It was her….his ex-girlfriend. He loved her still, he never stopped, he supposed. No matter what happened, he always loved her.

Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

She sat in her own living room, tears running rivers down her face as the phone rested in her ear. She had been crying for so long, she lost track of time. She loved him, she never stopped…even if she thought she did. She know he had a new girlfriend, and she too had a new ‘lover’…but she hated him. She hated the pointless fights, the endless screaming, the constant abuse and constant stress. Why did she ever leave him, all he did was try and help.

As he listened to her, he wrote a note slowly, making sure not to let his fear and nervousness make his lettering go askew. Slowly and intently he wrote “Running an Errand, Return soon enough.” and he placed the pen down as he stood up, and he felt something inside him snap as he felt his knees shake.

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

He heard her scream his name. “ELLIOT!” and it was all he needed. He opened the door and walked down the stairs of the empty apartment building. As he opened his door he spoke to her, speaking of the past, the present, and the future. He drove slowly to her place. He was with another woman now, that much was true…but it was only a horrid attempt at getting over her. He didn’t love the girl…but he didn’t wish to be unfaithful. He knew it would be hard, but his best friend and ex-lover needed him now more than ever.

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue

She sat on her couch, again they had gotten into a fight he stormed out. She had to get out…the abuse was too much. The truth was, she was scared. She was afraid to leave him, she felt he was all she had, until now. She knew she had Elliot, and that was all that mattered now. She said his name again…it was like it belonged there, in the air around her.

Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

He drove along, and told her had to go. As he hung up the phone, he drove faster. He didn’t care if his girlfriend woke up without him there, nor did he care if they broke up from this little escapade. He drove slowly as he got closer and closer to her apartment. He remember all the times they had together…the good and the bad. He was amazed though, how sweet his name sounded coming from her voice. He wasn’t sure if he would be able to be faithful after this.

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

As she sat on the couch, she kept crying. She wasn’t ever over him…she never wanted to be. She picked up the phone and hit the redial button, as the phone rang, she suddenly heard a knock at her door. She stood, her knees shaking from her constant crying. As she opened the door…there he stood, holding his vibrating phone in front of her and he looked her in the eyes, and said her name for the first time in the 3 months since their break up. “Rose…”

Honey why you calling me so late?