I pick up the phone 
I'm dialing your number 
While I pray you're at home, 
At home and alone 
'Cause I can't function on my own 
And I'll never stop believing

The reaping is done 
You are the one 
The radio is on but the sound is off gone 
And I wanna walk out in the sun 
But lately that's been very hard to do

I've got a thing about you 
And I don't really know what to do 
'Cause I've got a thing about you 
Hey you

I pick up the phone 
I'm dialing that number and 
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 wrong

Alone in my bed, better off on my own 
The TV is on but the colors are gone

And lately you've been painting my world blue

I've got a thing about you 
Hoping this story cuts through