I've thought  a lot about us
Since the day you went away
And as I watched...
... you walk that day
I just didn't know what to say
So I dialed your number on the telephone
Suddenly I was enveloped by
The feeling of being alone

It was only to hear your voice
It was as if I had no choice
The worn-out picture that I carry is torn
The letters I meant to write someday
Have never been born

I've been a lot of places
And searched through a million faces
Searching for one that replaces
What I found in yours

Or no one else will do
Because when I think of you
I simply have no choice
But to hear your voice...
In the memories that abound in me

So I called you on the telephone
To see if you were alone
At least
That's what I tried telling myself
But really... It was just to hear your voice

The memories I have of you are as clear
But the words I meant to say...
... This time
Just simply weren't here
I called you on the telephone