I am in the habit of speaking everyday
I don’t mind who I talk to but I must have my say
I can talk about mathematics
Or talk about Chinese
I just have to talk to you and I must get my way
Maybe you’re feeling tired maybe you’re feeling blue
But you are in my power and and you don’t have a clue.
I’ll tell you all my problems I’ll tell you all my pain
I feel I need to talk to you you again again again
Who is it I want to learn the emotions I can’t bear
I want to know that someone else will really truly care.
If you still reject me I feel the pain inside .
In my mind I see the names of everyone who’s died
I want to cry and grieve their loss it’s hard to do alone
I wish that you could be my friend I have no one I can phone