I pick up the
phone, I'm dialing your number

while I pray you're at home, at home and alone

'cause I can't function on my own

And I'll never stop believing



The reapwork is done. You are the one

The radio is on but sound is all gone

And I wanna walk out in the sun

But lately that's been very hard to do



I've got a thing about you

And I don't really know what you do

'cause I've got a thing about you, hey you



I pick up the phone, I'm dailing that number

And my heart like a stone waits for the tone.

Oh, I can't make it on my own,

And I'll never stop believing.



I know what is right and this is so wrong

Alone in my bed, better off on my own

The TV is on, but the colours are gone

And lately you’ve been painting my world blue



I've got a thing about you

(I've got a thing about you)

And I don't really care what you do

I've got a thing about you

(I've got a thing about you)

Hey you



I've got a thing about you

I've got a thing about you-ou-ou-ou



Lately you've been painting my world blue



I've got a thing about you...

I've got a thing about you...

And I don't really know what to do