Someone to Talk to

I rang you this morning

but l got the ansaphone

So I walked around to your place

I knocked but it appears you're not at home

I tried to catch you at the supermarket

Before you picked your kids up from school

So I sat and waited

It's sod so sad

I need someone to talk to

but it appears I'm talking to myself

I wrote you a letter this afternoon

Complete with spelling mistakes

But I threw it in the bin

I'm a pessimist and I don't believe in miracles

I saw myself as Al Pacino

Freeing myself from these chains

But if I see a hand I need to touch it

It's sad so sad

I need someone to talk to

but it appears I'm talking to myself