I learned that from a three year old You can be a cowboy on the moon Dig to China with a spoon Talk to Jesus on the phone Say I love you all day long And when you're wrong, you should just say so Use every crayon color that you've got A fishing pole

Why'd you only call me when you're high? Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high? Now it's three in the morning And I'm trying to change your mind Left you multiple missed calls And to my message you reply The mirror's image It tells me it's home

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with

Someone won't go to sleep tonight Someone is gonna hurt inside I hear you won't even say my name I know things could never be the same But whenever I call your number You're not at home, don't hear the phone Whenever I start to wonder Are you alone, are

You belong with me Been here all along so why can't you see Dreaming about the day when you wake up Standing by and waiting at your back door You're on the phone with your girlfriend She's upset She's going off about something that you said 'Cause she

When you're falling down Uh, oh oh, oh The world's not spinning 'round No, it's not all about You know I'll be around When you're falling down, falling down It won't be long my darling Pick up the phone, nobody's on it

How will I know How will I know if you really love me? I say a prayer with every heartbeat I fall in love whenever we meet I'm asking you what you know about these things How will I know if you're thinking of me? I try to phone but I'm too shy (can't

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

You're mean to me Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin'

It's hard enough being alone Sitting here by the phone Waiting for my memories To come and play It's hard enough sitting there Rockin' in your rockin' chair It's all too much for me to take When you're not there I'm older than I wish to be