Lyrics

We just hung up the phone, and I'm anxiously awaiting your arrival.
The sun is going down, and I'm playing 60's Love to set the mood.
Getting to my house ain't no big feat; I only live three blocks down the street,
But you were tardy, and I accused you of being rude.

Sorry for being so pretensive.
You must have had an errand to run alone.
And if I seem too apprehensive,
It's 'cause I just can't wait for you to get home.

I reheated your soup, and it's gotten cold again already.
I cooked your favorite meal, and I'm wearing my ugly Christmas shirt.
You didn't call and you didn't show. When next we speak I'll want you to know
That being stood up made me feel like less than dirt.

Just then my "thought train" turned reflective.
Did I ever know the value of a phone?
And if I seem over-protective,
It's cause I just can't wait for you to get home.

I paced the living room, and stared out the door.
I must have checked my voice mail a hundred million times or more.
I pegged you with being mad at me for something I didn't do I'm sure.
And I wonder if you even love me any. Do you love me anymore?

It's raining out now and I have long since lost my patience.
You said you'd be here soon, and five hours have passed since then.
I was pissed that you didn't come, but the next morning I felt like scum,
When I found out that you had died in a car accident on Route 10.