Communication always leaves in incomplete the grass is greener,but it's grown beneath my feet love inspiration is a message on a wing but I have left in the words you'll never sing communication let me down and I'm left here communication let me down and I'm left here telex or tell me but it's always second-hand I'm incognito but no rendez-vous been planned dictate or relate I could send it to your home "return to sender" I could sing it down the phone I'm sitting and waiting by the telephone waiting for the bell to ring short change fumble dial-a-heart trouble and I ain't got time for searching through the rubble communication let me down and I'm left here communication let me down and I'm left here
