I have saved every piece of paper
Like grocery lists & note cards
To do lists & race scores
So just in case you change your mind
& come back, I've kept everything safe
While you're gone away
Where there isn't a telephone wire
Still I wait by the phone
You don't even write to say goodbye
Goodbye
Get me out, get me off
This is a ride going nowhere
But somewhere that I despise
Going nowhere to end up with a tearful
I don't wanna go on
With these pieces of paper
That you've left behind
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