I used to spend all my days
And all my money
Feeding quarter after quarter
Into the payphone
Dialing your number and hanging up
What a joke life is sometimes

I used to spend my nights
Sitting there and staring at the phone
Willing it to ring
Hoping you were at the other end
But the worst was when I would walk around…
Carrying the cordless in my pocket

I used to pile my hair on top of my head
Trying different hairdos that I thought you’d like
I would pick through my clothes carefully
Taking so much care to look like I didn’t
When you said why don’t you do your hair like that
I faithfully put my hair that way—though truthfully I didn’t like it

I used to love to sit there with you back to back
Sitting in the peaceful hum of the traffic
And when you finally argued long enough with yourself
I’d love the way you’d shyly slid you hand over
Slowly, ever so slowly until they were over mine
But those days are dried and blown away like leaves in autumn

I used to spend my days thinking about you
And wishing I could be out there in the sun
Soaking up the rays of your love
In the happy summer of our days
But all of a sudden a chill runs through
And the click of the AC brings me back to reality