I've landed
Tell me was I on your mind
As I made my way home through the sky
Looking back, missing what's in the lines

'Cause I missed you
But I'm afraid to tell you that
I got a feeling that you won't say it back
And I'm not ready to go back to sad

'Cause I've been so sad for so long
And I thought something good had come on

But I know exactly how tonight will go
You'll call me on the telephone
At eight, you'll say "it's getting late
And why don't we just wait until tomorrow
'Cause I feel no sorrow when you're not here"

If only
You were satisfied with me
Don't have a house or a job
Just a heart and it throbs
But those pulses seem to push you away
Away
You're always tired at night
But the time I get to you you've turned out the lights

But I know exactly how this month will go
You'll call me on the telephone
At eight, you'll say "it's getting late
And why don't we just wait until tomorrow
'Cause I feel no sorrow when you're not here"