by James McDuffie
3/17/2003
Your on the phone,
Im all alone.
I hear you chat,
About this and that,
But I have no way,
To know what you say.
I wish I understood more,
But sometimes Chinese is a bore.
One day I will be able to evesdrop,
And play my part as an underground cop.
Now I have music with which to listen,
It takes my mind off what I am missing,
Which is you,
And only you.