• Why am I waiting by the phone now?
    Why do beg for him to call?
    this really is love after all.

    But this feeling isn't the same.
    Is it me? Or am I friend?
    Why me? If not me then this is lame.

    Is he leading me on or is it this feeling?
    The one I fear as a stare at the ceiling.

    How can trust in my heart?
    If its torn apart,
    by this feeling.

    Why do I stare at the blinking line?
    Why do I beg for him to log on?
    Maybe its some sort of con.

    Why me? Why now?
    With this feeling I'm all alone
    This feeling I cannot control