Everytime I think that it will be different.
This time, you won't tell me to forget it.
Maybe you will remember to tell me
that me wanting to hear your voice is enough.

How come it's wrong all the time.
Nothing means what it's supposed to mean.
I get that life is no fairy tale.
But that one phone call means that you're thinking of me.

When it's out of the blue, and not premeditated.
When it's spontaneous, to me, it's just you
thinking of me and suddenly just wanting to
hear my voice and that's enough for me.

But it's not enough for you.