Who’s that callin on the phone? CHORUS: F C
I hope it’s my baby comin home

It’s so hard sittin here waitin
I want to wrap my arms around your waist and
Lie down in front of the fire
Let it burn while we remember
What it’s like to be in love
And the glory of our story
In this room, you and me
And heaven’s poem for us to read

Who’s that callin on the phone?
I hope it’s my baby comin home

Snuggle tight, don’t let go
I smell your skin, your face it glows
All alone, you and me
And heaven’s poem for us to read
Let it pause, the world stop
No business come and call
Only us, you and me
And heaven’s poem for us to read

Who’s that callin on the phone?
I hope it’s my baby comin home

Lookin out the window
Watchin the wind blow
Soon we’ll be together
Like always and forever
Tellin our joke, makin our dreams
Close our eyes and see what we see
And we can dance around the room
Shimmy and shake and twistin too
Shake a leg, we can swing
And heaven’s poem for us to read

Who’s that callin on the phone?
I hope it’s my baby comin home