Tell me why when I’m alone <br />My room looks bigger than it is <br />My left hand is stuck on the phone <br />The other one scratches my knees <br />I press my face against the window <br />And my ears against the wall <br />I hear the rain and see the snow <br />I’m not bored, not at all <br />When I’m alone <br />When I’m alone <br />Across the country my baby knows there’s something wrong <br />When I’m alone <br />When I’m alone <br />She calls me on the phone <br /><br />She plays the trumpet Well I just miss her so much <br />That I could write an entire book <br />So I wrote down this song <br />So that she can have a look <br />At me on my own, quietly growing old <br />My eyes staring at the shirt <br />The one I didn’t fold <br />When I’m alone <br />When I’m alone <br />Across the country my baby knows there’s something wrong <br />When I’m alone <br />When I’m alone <br />She calls me on the phone <br />And says <br />"Jil, you seem pretty tired <br />You seem to be worried <br />‘cause I am not behind you" <br />She says <br />"Jil, go and tidy up your room ‘cause I am coming soon" <br />Yeah Yeah Yeah
