An unfinished little love song.
I wrote this song about the same girl as I did in 'What She Said'.
So why'd you pick up the phone
and why'd you call me back home
when I'd forgotten about you?
And tell me why you stand there all alone
with your head hung low
when he don't want you no more?
Well it hasn't been so long
since you came into my life
and all you ever do is cry.
I know you cry.
Why can't you tell me
that you don't love him anymore?
But you just don't know.
Oh I know you don't.
When we spend hour after hour
on the telephone line
just talking about those things
that don't mean much to you.
How can I make you see
that your the girl for me?
And how I love you so,
and how I'll never let you go.
No, I'll never let you go.