I'm signing on early in the morning,
I'm signing on late at night...

Your touch,
Your smile...

Your skin is cold,
Your face so bold...

I watch you walking away,
Hoping you'll look back...

Your standing in front of me,
Face in my direction...

You ruin my life,
You make me sad...

If I left this deserted place,
For a town with smiles and hugs...

Lost and hungry,
You could never love me...

Are you really here?
He's standing infront of me...

Sick and tired,
Just got fired...

Sitting here next to you,
One more thing I have to do...

I am all alone,
With the ringing of the telephone...