Lyrics by Steven R. Drennon, ©️ 1978 - 2025 Please check out my YouTube channel if you get a chance: https://www.youtube.com/@firstep3 [Instrumental Intro [Verse 1] I called you on the telephone And someone said you weren’t at home, But in the background, I could hear your voice. The last time that we talked, you said That you would rather see me dead, But maybe you could make another choice. [Verse 2] You know you’ve treated me like dirt And down inside I’m really hurt, But you don’t really seem to care at all. But listen to me and I’ll say That I still love you anyway. I’d show you if you'd only take my call. [Chorus] It’s plain to see that you don’t care To talk to me, although you’re there, So they just try to tell me you’re not home. But I know someday soon I’ll call And there’ll be no one else at all To tell me once again that you’re not home. [Instrumental Interlude] [Verse 3] So, change the number on your phone. Have someone say that you’re not home. I’m going to keep on trying to get through. Then maybe someday you will find You’ll wake up with me on your mind, And then you’ll finally let me talk to you. [Chorus] It’s plain to see that you don’t care To talk to me, although you’re there, So they just try to tell me you’re not home. But I know someday soon I’ll call And there’ll be no one else at all To tell me once again that you’re not home. [Instrumental Outro]
