Phone Song

sitting by myself at home, waiting for a ring. i fight the urge to pick it up so i can do my thing, i try to stay connected to the lives of everyone. tonight i'm calling you cause i've got nothing better to do. i feel so alone and can't get off the phone, i hope you're not at home, i can't get off the phone. i know it's my obsession, but i see you got nothing better to do. i call cause hearing is believing, but the only time i can't hear it ringing, is when i'm singing. if you don't return my call, the second goes by, ill ring up the phone and press redial and try, try, try. sometimes i dial the 411 just to hear a voice, hang up again, dial the number the first one is my choice. the phone is my extension, of my arm and mind, i talk, talk, talk from dusk to dawn cause all i got is time. sitting by myself at home, waiting for a ring. i fight the urge to pick it up so i can do my thing. i feel so alone and can't get off the phone, i hope you're not at home, i can't get off the phone. i know it's my obsession, but i see you got nothing better to do. i call cause hearing is believing, but the only time i can't hear it ringing, is when i'm singing.