Pick Up The Phone

Sorry to call you in the middle of the night

But my thoughts have kept me thinking about some things in my life

I got your number from a friend who told me

That it'd be all right to call you if i ever need

Someone to show me things in a different light

And let me choose what's wrong and what's right



Please pick up the phone

I need to talk, i know you're at home

If you're screening your calls

I know you're busy and i won't keep you long



If you know everything that happens to me

Why do i have to ask you for things that i need

What about people who don't even call

'cause they don't have the number, do you help them at all?

Will you show me things in a different light

And let me choose what's wrong and what's right



Well, i've moved away and i'm out on my own

Do you ever get lonely living alone?

Can we just talk about it

Won't you pick up the phone



Every night i sit and stare

At the wall in front of my face imagining you're there

Talking back to me so that everyone can see

That i'm not so crazy after all




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