Lyrics:

Communication always leaves in incomplete
the grass is greener, but it's
grown beneath my feet
love inspiration is a message on a wing
but I have left in the words you'll never sing

Communication let me down
and I'm left here
communication let me down
and I'm left here

Telex or tell me but it's always second-hand
I'm incognito but no rendez-vous been planned
dictate or relate I could send it to your home
'return to sender'
I could sing it down the phone

I'm sitting and waiting by the telephone
waiting for the bell to ring
short change fumble
dial-a-heart trouble
and I ain't got time for
searching through the rubble

Communication let me down
and I'm left here
communication let me down
and I'm left here