I want to call you, and tell you about my day;
Tell you all about my secrets, and that I'm not doing okay.
I want to call you to let you know how I feel;
Tell you how much I miss you, and how I never could heal.
I want to tell you that I cry myself to sleep;
With all this pain inside me that I keep.
I want to tell you that I've been feeling so alone;
And all I've be longing for, is home.
I want to call you, but I know I've lost that right;
I've lost you, and I've lost us to a much bigger fight.
So I'll keep the phone down,
along with all the things I want to tell you;
And I hope you're doing okay.
Well, that's all I could look up to.