Lover's Call

by Caneel
(Maine)

A girl called me sits all alone
Silently waiting for the phone
It rings, she jumps, but, alas,
It's only a man from mobil gas

Why is she waiting? I don't know
But something in her posture shows
She is waiting for her lover
But her feelings try to take cover

Pretend she isn't waiting
Play along
She might turn the radio on
And begin to sing along

In her own little world
She forgets about waiting
And loses herself
In sweet melodies

The song ends
She suddenly remembers
Who she is
And why the phone is clutched to her chest

Don't help her, anyone
Let her sleep
And maybe tomorrow
He will call

No
Never
He
Left
Me