It's almost twelve o'clock but what's one more night

Among so many nights I sit here all alone

Though I must admit by now I'm used to it

And I'm not surprised that you're not home

Since you've grown tired of me I guess eventually

I'll get tired too of waiting some night

But until I do would it be too much to ask of you

To just call me and tell me you're all right

It would only take a dime and the time it takes to call

And all I wanna know is that you're all right that's all that's all

I know that it's too late we're gonna separate

I'd be a fool to think we could go on

And I know by now how I've failed you as a wife somehow

And some of my feelings for this shell of a home are gone

Yes it's too late for me and you there's not much left for us to do

But I still worry about you every night

So until we're really through is it too much to ask of you

To just call me and tell me you're all right

I'd do that much for you if you ever asked me to

Just call me and tell me you're all right