Turtle Creek, PA
You called me on the phone today
And said, "Sweet One, how are you?"
You act like we spoke yesterday
But it's more like a month or two.
We speak of things so trivial
When really from the start
I long to tell you more, my love
Like how you hold my heart.
I'd tell you how I miss your touch
Your eyes, your voice, your smile
But to you it's a race already won
Pursuing not worth the while.
I realize now you know these things
This is just a game you play
To see if your love hold over me
Has lessened or gone away.
My eyes are open, I see the light
Can it be I'm finally free?
Maybe next time you call, I won't pick up
Thank You, God, for Caller ID!