Why do I call you when I know you won't pick up?
It's as if I'm hoping to find something so far away
You always tell me you'll call, but you never do I often wonder, what I said or what I see in you that has me...
Waiting...not leaving
I think I'm sprung on you
I have to, just see you, see you one last time

It's not about the calls or the times we've never spent
It's just diffiult to lose, a friend you've never met
What is it you don't see? Is it something that I lack?
Do you ever hear my call? Why don't you ever call me back?

So I'll break down and I'll call you're house,
I'll try at least one more and I'd give all my time
Just to see your smile.
I know no matter what I say or do, won't ever change a thing--
Cause anything means everything to me