Lyrics

I sit at home alone I wait here by the phone I know you'll never call (Oh what a feeling) Oh, what a feeling The days turn into weeks Your letters I shall keep The ones (Oooh) you didn't write (Oh what a feeling) Oh, what a feeling (Ahhh) It must be love Although it's bitter (Ahhh) It must be love I can't forget her The days turn into weeks Her letters I shall keep The ones she didn't write (Oh what a feeling) Oh, what a feeling (Oh what a feeling) Oh, what a feeling