Here i am - The Busters

Here i am, sittin by the radio

You’re with him, the world seems to be crazy oh

You’re picture standin there, oh it can’t be true

Your perfume’s in the air, how i’m missin you

There’s no use in dreamin, you’re dreamin of him

And here i am, sittin by the telephone

How i wish, you might be coming home

My back still hurts so bad, that i can hardly sit

Your toothmarks in my shoulder burn a little bit

There’s no use in dreamin, you’re dreamin of him

I sit and ask the stars above

What’s the sense of senseless love

That kind of you and my record machine

And i’m as lonely as i’ve ever been

And here i am, sittin by the telephone

How i wish, you might be coming home

My back still hurts so bad, that i can hardly sit

Your toothmarks in my shoulder burn a little bit

There’s no use in dreamin, you’re dreamin of him

I sit and ask the stars above

What’s the sense of senseless love

That kind of you and my record machine

And i’m as lonely as i’ve ever been

And here i am, sittin by the telephone

How i wish, you might be coming home

My back still hurts so bad, that i can hardly sit

Your toothmarks in my shoulder burn a little bit

There’s no use in dreamin, you’re dreamin of him

You’re dreamin of him

You’re dreamin of him

You’re dreamin of him