It's three am and you call me
Half asleep when you miss me
It's funny how I never get a call in the morning
Past dawn and I'm missing you
You leave me all alone in the afternoon
Never say I love you so sad it ends so soon
It never seems like you're awake when we talk
So why do I still pick up?
Most of all why does it feel wrong
When you say I'm the only one
At three am when you call me
