Telephone

Now when I´m sick and tired and I´m far away from home

I need to hear your voice on the telephone

That´s just what I need to feel at home

No matter how far away I am, how bad I feel

`Cause there´s no greater thrill in my life

Than to hear your sweet voice in my ear, it´s nice

It makes the miles apart not so far

Brings hope to me like a shining star

I get so tired out when I reach over and dial out

And all I get is the stupid machine it says

"I´m not at home right now

If you know what I mean

So if you will leave your name and number

Sometime I´ll give you a call back and if you don´t

I won´t make time for you no more, Jack"

See I´m sick and tired of layin´ alone

I get these cold sweats when I´m far away from home

And if I could just hear your voice one more time

I might have a little inspiration to continue

My life in a way that I can that doesn´t seem

So destructive as I am but it´s OK if I don´t

Get you today, I´ll just listen to your

Answering machine Ok fucked up piece of

Shit 30 seconds and I´m cut off

No return calls (once a week)