He used to call home once a week
But now because of that phone call
He's just staring at the phone, hoping it'll ring

He used to work on on oil rig in Canada
But now because of that phone call
He's on a southbound train to his hometown

He used to smile at the children who played next door
But now because of that phone call
He's wishing he could go back to when he was like them

He used to think his father never cried
But now because of that phone call
He's watching him shake with sobs, his face streaked with tears

He used to think of his mother as such a living thing
But now because of that phone call
He's standing at her grave and longing to hug her one more
time

h.f.m.