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)