I was looking for a way out, and you were keeping me on my toes. I didn’t want to let you know I made a wish it was impossible. When I called you, I didn’t mean it as The Call to you, I didn’t think you would read into the little words I sang into your ear, oh how you long to hear. Did it hurt my dear? All alone now, I’m beginning to wonder how all the songs that weren’t around came crashing into someone’s head. When I called you, I didn’t mean to break your arms. Did your heart sound the alarm? Did you wish it was impossible to be in love? 3 little words you long to repeat. Sing me your song so sweet. 3 little words that sound the backbeat. Sing me your song so sweet. The dissonance that’s ringing in all our heads makes us wish that we were dead; it makes us wish that we had stayed in bed. When I call you, there’s no sound on the phone, yeah you left me all alone. I made a wish it was impossible to be in love.