(Michael McDonald & Grady Walker)
The sight of her ain't like before
For a lonely heart, you should feel much more
You left behind a time when dreams came true
And in this real and lonely world
We only do what we can do
All night long that telephone rings
You remember how you loved that girl
Now you think it don't mean a thing
It keeps coming back
So you turn away
Well, that's all behind you now
Like rollin' thunder
It just fades away somehow
As we get lost in the parade
Never tried to give what she was looking for
And to a lonely heart, love's an open door
All night long that telephone rings
You remember how you loved that girl
Just when you think it doesn't mean a thing
It starts coming back
So you turn away
Well, that's all behind you now
Like rollin' thunder
It just fades away somehow
As we get lost in the parade