In this world of plenty I am still alone....in my mind it tells me to sit and wait for the phone
Although it never rings......I know if and when I get my baby back my heart will sing
I will prove to her that I righted my wrongs.....and to prove my love I wrote some beautiful songs
As I sit and wait by that phone .......I hear from a distance a beautiful tone
It was a song that we used to sing....... That and kissing and dancing that was part of our thing......