You left two weeks ago, seems like a month of Sundays
and each time I called you're always gone.

And when you finally answered,
your voice seems cold as ice and the next thing I heard
was your dial tone.

Chorus

So call me sometime, I won't be on the line.
Rest assured and know I'll be there.

Call me if you will and I will pay the bill.
I'm at one eight hundred do you care.

I'm sitting here tonight, thinking "do you know my
number". My hand stays on the phone most all the time.

And I'm wondering if you know,
the trouble I've been through.
So the next call you make won't cost a dime.

Chorus and end.