I sit by my phone
Waiting for your call
You said you'd call back
So here I've sat
For the past two days
No Foo has passed my lips
No drink down my throat
Here I sit
Here I hope
You said you need so.e time to think
Think about us
Think about what we mean
Soul searching Is what you've done
Where do I stand
In your life anymore
You said once you've figured things out you'd call
That was two days ago
My hair grows long
Still I wait for some sort of news
Let the cobwebs grow around me
By the phone I continue to wait
Until I hear from you
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