Picking Up The Pieces

I remember the day we said good-bye
I felt as if I would die
I wish that I could take it back
But its way too late for that
Now I wait in my room alone
Sitting there by my phone
Hoping you'll change your mind and call me

My phone rings once again
I hope it's you calling me
But it's not, so I'll just sit and cry
And wait for the day I die
In my room alone
Still waiting by my phone

I see you every once and a while
And I try to fake a smile
It hurts every time I try
The day we said good-bye
Will be imbedded in my head
Until the day I'm dead
But I'll still be waiting for your call

My phone rings once again
I hope it's you calling me
But it's not, so I'll just sit and cry
And wait for the day I die
In my room alone
Still waiting by my phone

I need your call
Because I don't know what to do
I'm so lost and confused without you
Please call

My phone rings once again
I hope it's you calling me
It's you, I'm so happy I could cry
Let's wait for the day we die
In our rooms alone
Talking to each other on the phone