Oo, you're alone
Sentiments are high and overgrown
You're thinking of some one you know
Staring at the telephone
Oo, what a great
Old activity that you just hate
Oo, but still you'll wait
Waiting for the telephone vibrate
Oo, if only
If only they would reach out
Break this little jail of doubt
Oo, you know it's a waste
Hope is just a dragon you can chase
It always ends the same way
Staring at the telephone all day
Wake up in too deep
Anticipation sewn and nothing reaped
But it's worth it if that thing should beep
Staring at the phone until you sleep
Oo, the headache
The headache of it feels so loud
Ache this little jail of doubt
Oo, you're not alone
Everyone you know has sat at home
Thinking of some one they know
Staring at the telephone
You could set it aside
Try to find distraction with your time
Just let me know how that goes
Staring at the telephone