A Thing About You

I pick up the phone, i'm dialing your numberWhile i pray you're at home, at home and aloneCause i can't function on my ownAnd i'll never stop believingThe reapwork is done. you are the oneThe radio is on but sound is all goneAnd i wanna walk out in the sunBut lately that's been very hard to doI've got a thing about youAnd i don't really know what you doCause i've got a thing about you, hey youI pick up the phone, i'm dailing that numberAnd my heart like a stone waits for the tone.Oh, i can't make it on my own,And i'll never stop believing.I know what is right and this is so wrongAlone in my bed, better off on my ownThe tv is on, but the colours are goneAnd lately you've been painting my world blueI've got a thing about youI've got a thing about you)And i don't really care what you doI've got a thing about youI've got a thing about you)Hey youI've got a thing about youI've got a thing about you-ou-ou-ouLately you've been painting my world blueI've got a thing about you...I've got a thing about you...And i don't really know what to do