Morning on journey: For the times we forget the ones we used to love - I hope you are driving in a car on a road somewhere

I had forgotten much of you until this morning -You are your own person, a walking dead-eyed version of an original bad seed, or "just somebody that I used to know", but I'll call that one station in New Jersey and they may take a request, And we can drink and recall a few of the things we had in common. What is your number? Where is my phone?