I call your phone countless times.
Truly, more times than I can count.
You never pick up.
I try and I try to reach you,
To talk to you, hear your voice,
You never want to talk to me.
A brick wall is going up
Between the two of us.
A few words were exchanged,
But nothings so desperate
That we need to stop talking.
What would you have me say?
I'm wrong, you're right.
You know I'm too stubborn for that.
But still you refuse,
Blatantly refuse,
To talk to me.
The grandfather clock in our sitting room ticks,
Tick tock, tick tock.
I watch the phone with eager eyes.
At one point, they had a hopeful gleam,
Now they have lost that too.
Talk to me, I beg,
So we can set things right,
Talk to me, I say,
So we can stop this fight,
Talk to me, oh please,
I just need to hear your voice,
So I'll keep calling,
Because I have no other choice,
I need you to talk to me,
For I need to talk to you too.
