I don't need you to call
to tell me you hate it when you're all alone.
And I don't know what to do.
I don't need you to call
to tell me you hate it when you're all alone.
And I don't know what to do;
the telephone can't bring me back to you.
Bring me back to you.
I've put in my last dime,
only two more minutes on the line.
I wish your lips were kissing mine,
but the phone can't bring me back to you.
It's hard to be true;
your voice is the only part I have of you.
She's so warm and close.
When I call it's like I'm talking to a ghost.
Talking to a ghost.
I've put in my last dime,
only two more minutes on the line.
I wish your lips were kissing mine,
but the phone can't bring me back to you.
I don't need you to call
(don't need you to call)
to tell me you
(don't need you to call)
hate it when you're all alone.
I don't need you to call
(don't need you to call)
to tell me you hate it when you're all alone.
I don't need you to call.
I don't need you to call.
I don't need you to call.
I don't need you.
Don't need you to call.
Don't need you to call.
don't need you to call.
I don't need you.
