Pretend I'm not at home, act like I'm living
Seem like I'm busy so you don't think I am leaving
Project all that I see onto the white walls
I want what's best for me and don't know where this love falls
I'm so glad that you are happy and I'm so glad that you care for me but don't call me on the phone
Don't think you are alone, I see them waiting, lined up all down the street and begging as it's raining
If one day it does run dry I'll be a fountain, you can come drink from me but I'm not one for queuing
I'm so glad that you are happy and I'm so glad that you care for me
I'm so glad cause you deserve to be happy but don't call me on the phone