You Never Call
For a summertime romance
I watch the days slip into fall
And you still won't return my calls
Maybe you'd like to go to a show
Please would you call me and let me know
When you finally get home
I'll be waiting by the phone
I know it must seem quite obscene
All these calls to your machine
But you've left me with no choice
And all your roommates know my voice
Writer/s: Owen Ashworth