Far away, you've gone
And left me here
So cold without you
So lonely, dear

May, June, July
I count the time
Every minute I go
Takes a smell of your clothes
Further away

Because you've gone away
Where there isn't a telephone wire
Still I wait by the phone
You don't even write to say goodbye
Goodbye

I have saved every piece of paper
Like grocery lists and notecards
To-do lists and race scores
So just in case you change your mind
And come back
I've kept everything the same

While you're gone away
Where there isn't a telephone wire
Still I wait by the phone
You don't even write to say goodbye
Goodbye

Get me out, get me off
Get me out, get me off
For this is a ride going nowhere
But somewhere that I despise
Going nowhere to end up with a tearful eye
Don't want to go on
With these pieces of paper that you've left behind

For this is a ride going nowhere
But somewhere that I despise
Going nowhere to end up with a tearful eye
Don't want to go on
With these pieces of paper to keep me company
In my old age

While you're gone away
Where there isn't a telephone wire
Still I wait by the phone
Why don't you write?
To say goodbye

Goodbye