Telephone Calls

I hate the telephone calls in the middle of the night
Those calls that remind me of your pain
Those calls that bring back all of those memories
The tears and weeping, the sorrow of your life

I hate the telephone calls in the middle of the night
Those calls that make me feel so helpless
Knowing that I cannot help from here
Far from you and the other end of the phone

I hate the telephone calls in the middle of the night
I wish there was more I could do
I wish somehow that I could help
Stop the tears and weeping, the sorrow of your life

I hate the telephone calls in the middle of the night
But I'll never let them go unanswered
I'll never let you deal with things alone
Because I love you too much to let them bother me
    The telephone calls in the middle of the night


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