Well these days I got wiser

Yes I seem to understand

Nothing lasts forever neither life nor innocence

This will be the last call

I hope it comes to you

To thank you for the roses

When my world was black & blue



Though some of your advises

Never meant that much to me

Though pain and desperation

Just got stronger everyday

And though your old heart couldn’t feel

The way I used to do

You always said you’re proud of me

Believe me, I’m proud of you



And I call you up

Yes I call you up now

A desperate call



Pick up the phone

‘Cause I want someone to listen

Pick up the phone

If it’s only one more time

Pick up the phone

‘Cause I want someone to talk to

Pick up the phone

Can’t you see that I’m just calling

Pick up the phone

Can’t you see that I’m just calling to say goodbye



You always seemed to smile inside

When someone was around

To talk to you, to pick you up

When you were down and out

I remember those ignorant days

When it should have been me

To talk to you, to pick you up

Instead of your damned TV



Too late to call, too late to tell

To say goodbye to you

Too late to watch your window

For a cry outside your room

To late too ask: Where, when, how, why ?

You left the world this way

But I guess you’d say:

Just let your young heart get wiser every day