As you wind your way through a masquerade ball, you encounter a table in the corner with someone sitting, listening to something on a vintage telephone. They seem enrapt by the call, and is that a tear in their eye? Intrigued, you sit down and pick up another telephone to see what happens...

You listen, and a voice on the other end begins to tell a beautiful story about their love of potatoes. This was hilarious, but not the experience you were expecting, so when the other person has finished, you move to the other telephone and pick it up. This time, a new voice shares a story of heartbreak from a doomed teenage relationship. Your heart strings are pulled, but their reflections of growth and new love since bring a smile to your face as you hang up the call.

Maybe these stories are real, perhaps they are of what could have been. The voice telling the story is just reading a tale of someone else's creation. In other words, don't sue me, this song story isn't about you. Or maybe it is - what can you learn from it