Dear God,

Call me when you get this,

We need to have a talk.

Lord, Lord,

Things are getting tough down here.

Call me when you get this.

Dad's gone to war

He's fighting other little girls' daddys.

I haven't heard from him since,

Keep an eye on him for me please...

Mom's doing better than last time,

Her treatment's going fine.

I hear she rings you sometimes,

I hope you're giving her good advice...

Dear God,

Call me when you get this,

We need to have a talk.

Lord, Lord,

Things are getting tough down here.

Call me when you get this.

Dear God,

My friends are making fun of me again,

I know you told me to laugh along

But all I manage when I try

Is a little feeble cough.

God, God,

It hurts me when they do that,

I try to be funny for them,

Even though it makes me feel less,

Lord, when I do...

It's not funny to myself.

Dear God,

Call me when you get this,

We need to have a talk.

Lord, Lord,

Things are getting tough down here.

Call me when you get this.

Dear God,

are you messing with my health again?

Heartaches are getting more and more frequent,

Love songs are always a pain.

Am I condemned to look through the window?

Those couple displays are ever so appealing...

Such expensive stores of feelings...

By the way,

I'm still looking for a job.

Dear God,

Call me when you get this,

I need a friend to lean on.

I've been living on heartaches

And nervous breakdowns.

I'm running out of tears

(those work ever so good)

and strength to keep running.

Saturday nights are lately finding me in the bath tub

Drowning away the week.

Dear God,

Call me when you get this,

We need to have a talk.

Lord, Lord,

Things are getting tough down here.

Call me when you get this.

Dear God,

Things are getting tough down here,

Call me when you get this.