The Calls To My Bedroom

I slept soundly for hours and dreamt sweetly..innocently
I tossed and struggled
For troublesome dreams
Heard horrid lies and downfall screams
I was once the prince
Prince of a weeping widow
She had thrown her cries into the snow-blown night
Even wolves felt the fright
As I cried out your name in the most voracious storm
Then I heard the ring
And then another
I dared not to touch that phone
Yet I felt so alone
I knew it was you
Were we not through?
And yet you still dial my number
Why must you do this to me?
I tbought I was safe in my bedroom, my sanctuary
But I cannot rest with your calls, full of invasion
I cannot sleep
I cannot escape
What we once had