You say you love me, darling Please, call me on the phone sometime One of these days Sound like a long-distance call When I hear your voice Ease my worried mind I'm gonna show you how nice a man can be I'm gonna show you just how nice a man can be I'm

And now that you're gone And I can't go on Just wanna be with you I just wanna be with you (be with you) I got to be with you some how Monday night I feel so low I count the hours, they go so slow I know the sound of your voice Can save my soul

You say you love me, darling Please, call me on the phone sometime One of these days Sound like a long-distance call When I hear your voice Ease my worried mind I'm gonna show you how nice a man can be I'm gonna show you just how nice a man can be I'm

Oh I wish I could be more like you Do you wish you could be more like me? Backseat of my car, in the back of my head I come alive when I hear your voice It's a beautiful sound, it's a beautiful noise Do you look up to the sky? Do you know the reasons why

So I'm takin' my chances I never dreamed that I could fall But something's come Now I'm sittin' starin' At the wall Afraid for my sanity The sound of your voice

You and I will not be shaken By the winter sound But my voice is suffocating Ah-ah-ooh-ow In the winter sound Stop, you're cold against the skin You take me in your arms when walls are closing in, ooh-ooh And I run, I run, I run, awakening my heart But

What's the name of the game? Does it mean anything to you? I was an impossible case But I think I can see in your face Can you feel it the way I do? Your smile and the sound of your voice So I wanna know I'm a bashful child willing to grow And you make

This is not the end You are not the only one (You are not the only one) Don't you hold your breath Cause I'm not coming down The battlefields have left me only scars I'm floating in the dark I'm swimming in the sound Of voices that should never been apart

You're my London girl Just the sound of your voice This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance The way that you walk The way that you talk And I ain't got no choice And if you cut me, don't you think I feel Is this body made of clay,

Turn turn away From the sound of your own voice Calling no one, just a silence Run to see you at the edge Fall off the avalanche Hold hold the light That fixes you in time Keeps you under