Lyrics
well, tonight when you lay lonely in your king size bed, with a hunger inside you can feel, will, i'll be the empty place laying next to you, and when your phone don't ring it'll be me, it'll be me not calling you, crying like i used to do, a-crawlin' on my hands and knees, it'll be me not on the phone, begging let me come back home, and when your phone don't ring, it'll be me. well, tonight it'll be my car not in your driveway, and you'll wonder where on earth i could be, it'll be my footsteps you don't hear in the hallway, and when your phone don't ring, it'll be me. it'll be me not calling you, crying like i used to do, crawlin' on my hands and knees, it'll be me not on the phone, a-begging let me come back home, and when your phone don't ring, it'll be me. aw, it'll be me not calling you, crying like i used to do, crawlin' on my hands and knees, it'll be me not on the phone, a-begging let me come back home, and when your phone don't ring, it'll be me. yes, when your phone don't ring, it'll be me
Song details
Artist: jones, george