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