Sometimes after night falls <br />and I'm lying here alone. <br />I hear that little melody <br />that sends me searching for my phone. <br /> <br />And even now after all this time <br />I'm still hoping that's it you. <br />It's my most important phone call <br />and I don't know what to do <br /> <br />I can't say yes <br />but I won't say no <br />shouldn't love you anymore <br />but I can't let go <br /> <br />In the end <br />your bound to win <br />Mama I still love ya <br />I just can't give in. <br /> <br />I say Hello <br />There's no reply <br />Then Who is this? <br />and I don't even hear you shy <br /> <br />Come on talk to me <br />I can almost hear you breath <br />Oh what the heck baby doll <br />Will ya marry me? <br /> <br />Marry me will ya huh? <br /> <br />copyright 2014 written 7/26 and 7/27<br /><br />Clara Keiper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pick-up-the-phone-3/
