I'm just callin' to let you know
I can't wait 'til I get home
Sleep in a bed I call my own
Finally get off the telephone
I'm just callin' to let you know

I'm just callin' to let you know
I'm kind of glad I'm not at home
Sleeping on the floor ain't so bad
Give my best regards to Dad
I just wanted to call and let you know

Well another, empty, club and night
Another show, and another fight
We'll get on that bus 'cos we gotta make time
I'll call you tomorrow, we'll see you next time
Not for that night that she used to call home
I wonder if our next city will have another telephone
Just close your eyes and hear your voice say...

I'm just callin' to let you know
I'm not ready [bad word] home
Too many problems to stop them all
I didn't have anyone else to call
I just wanted to call and let you know

Well another, empty, club and night
Another show, and another fight
We'll get on that bus 'cos we gotta make time
I'll call you tomorrow, we'll see you next time
Not for that night that she used to call home
I wonder if our next city will have another telephone
Just close your eyes and hear your voice say...

I wonder what's changed back at home
I know it's strange for me to telephone
But I'm feeling so [bad word] depressed and all alone
So I guess when I get home there'll be all these messages

On my home
Telephone