Dial Tone

I don't understand How pathetic of you to say You're so inconsiderate Who else will you betray Another diplomatic Its become systematic As I stand and watch Them walk away Maybe I'm meant To be alone Its tradition to sit by the phone And wait for company To feel at home My only friend Is the dial tone Oh it takes a little time The hands move slow Soon everyone will start to know That you can't, and won't grow Believe me I would know Why can't I Feel anything for anyone But make an acceptation For someone I hear your voice Through the old songs That we created All night long Oh it takes a little time The hands move slow Soon everyone will start to know That you cant, and won't grow Believe me I would know