A wall you built between us...
A phone you put to speak...
Alone I sit and wait for a ring...
Alone, in pain, so cold and weak...
A day, a week, a month, a year...
An eternity of nothing but staring...
At a wall with webs and dusty cloak...
And a call that almost never rings...
Alone with the wall till the very end...
Alone beside the phone by the ear...
A call that should bridge you to a friend...
Alas, I sit alone waiting in sad lonely tears...
~end~
