Well these days I got wiser
Yes I seem to understand
Nothing lasts forever neither life nor innocence
This will be the last call
I hope it comes to you
To thank you for the roses
When my world was black & blue
Though some of your advises
Never meant that much to me
Though pain and desperation
Just got stronger everyday
And though your old heart couldn’t feel
The way I used to do
You always said you’re proud of me
Believe me, I’m proud of you
And I call you up
Yes I call you up now
A desperate call
Pick up the phone
‘Cause I want someone to listen
Pick up the phone
If it’s only one more time
Pick up the phone
‘Cause I want someone to talk to
Pick up the phone
Can’t you see that I’m just calling
Pick up the phone
Can’t you see that I’m just calling to say goodbye
You always seemed to smile inside
When someone was around
To talk to you, to pick you up
When you were down and out
I remember those ignorant days
When it should have been me
To talk to you, to pick you up
Instead of your damned TV
Too late to call, too late to tell
To say goodbye to you
Too late to watch your window
For a cry outside your room
To late too ask: Where, when, how, why ?
You left the world this way
But I guess you’d say:
Just let your young heart get wiser every day
