She picked up the telephone All she heard was dial tone She really thought she heard it ring this time She said what am I thinking I must be only dreaming Or maybe it's the hundred times he's crossed my mind Just tonight
[Chorus] She said maybe I miss your lovin' Maybe I miss your kiss just a little bit Maybe I miss your body lyin' right next to mine Maybe I miss your touch a little too much
Tossing and turning her skins still burning From the fire in his hands
Runnin' on empty she needs somebody But somebody wouldn't understand Then the telephone rings
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They talked about Savannah Sweet home Alabama And how he missed the way she always smiled Are you coming back soon By the Harvest moon If I have to walk every mile on my knees