"She Didn’t Pick Up the Phone" - A Song for Kate
Over two decades ago, I wrote this song for someone who meant the world to me—Kate. We were young, tangled in the highs and lows of love, and this song was my way of reaching out when words failed and distance grew. I had picked up the phone to call her, heart full of hope… but she didn’t pick up.
Every chord, every lyric in this song carries a piece of that moment—raw, real, and filled with the ache of what could’ve been. It’s not just a love song; it’s a time capsule of a heart left hanging, a voice unheard, and a feeling that lingered long after the call ended. I never got to play it for her back then, but maybe, just maybe, she’ll hear it now.
Want it more emotional, poetic, or casual? I can tweak the tone however you’d like.
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Over two decades ago, I wrote this song for someone who meant the world to me—Kate. We were young, tangled in the highs and lows of love, and this song was my way of reaching out when words failed and distance grew. I had picked up the phone to call her, heart full of hope… but she didn’t pick up.
Every chord, every lyric in this song carries a piece of that moment—raw, real, and filled with the ache of what could’ve been. It’s not just a love song; it’s a time capsule of a heart left hanging, a voice unheard, and a feeling that lingered long after the call ended. I never got to play it for her back then, but maybe, just maybe, she’ll hear it now.
Want it more emotional, poetic, or casual? I can tweak the tone however you’d like.
Subscribe me a YouTube channel
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