Nine-o-clock again,
Sitting at the phone once more...

A tear slowly falls down my cheek –
I don’t want to leave...

As I walk down this road
I see the world before me...

I spin;
Round and round the room...

Say anything -
I know you want to...

I love the way he hugs me,
I love the way he cares...

And again he's in my dreams
And isn't as distant it seems...