Lyrics:

I can't be here anymore, Just want it to be over. (Over.) Wanna walk where the clouds are big, An' covered in clover (Clouds of clover.) I'm sorry I ever called. Shoulda never, ever, ever picked up the 'phone. (Shoulda forgot your number.) It's turned into a scary dream. I never want it back at all. I never really thought you would answer. Now it's a big blown up thing. I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang. When the telephone rang. I've looked in faces that just looked away. The eyes were dim and cloudy. (Can't see a thing.) The pain of livin' with the hand that's dealt, Is more than I can stand. (Can you take it? Can you take it? Can you take it?) I can't forget all the mistakes I made, It'd take a lifetime to erase them. (No, I can't go back.) An' even I would never change a thing, I can't waste any more time. (Time's a wastin', time's a wastin'.) I never really thought you would answer. Now it's a big blown up thing. I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang. When the telephone rang. Instrumental break. I'm gettin' old an' my friends are few; We're crossin' that big mountain. (Almost to the top, almost to the top.) The sky fills of with the stars and moon and rain, Pours like a fountain. (Water fallin' down.) Oh, I could sit here in the midnight air, An' look at what this life takes from me. (An' what it gives to you.) An' count the reasons why I can't stand myself. Just had to say these things anyway. I never really thought you would answer. Now it's a big blown up thing. I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang.-acap