Tell me why when I'm alone My room looks bigger than it is My left hand is stuck on the phone The other one scratches my knees I press my face against the window And my ears against the wall I hear the rain and see the snow I'm not bored not at all When I'm alone When I'm alone Across the country my baby knows there's something wrong When I'm alone When I'm alone She calls me on the phone She plays the trumpet Well I just miss her so much That I could write an entire book So I wrote down this song So that she can have a look At me on my own quietly growing old My eyes staring at the shirt The one I didn't fold When I'm alone When I'm alone Across the country my baby knows there's something wrong When I'm alone When I'm alone She calls me on the phone And says Jil you seem pretty tired You seem to be worried 'cause I am not behind you She says Jil go and tidy up your room 'cause I am coming soon Yeah Yeah Yeah