Texty: Reba McEntire. Reba Duets. Sleeping With The Telephone.

I knew who he was when I took his name
But some how knowing is just not the same late at night
He knows the danger but he does what he does
He calls it duty but I call it love
So here I am while he?s gone to some foreign land

And I cry ?cause I?m all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won?t come home
But I?m sleeping with the telephone

The yellow ribbon on my neighbor?s gate
Always reminds me that someone?s awake just like me
I hear the sirens and I watch the news
He laughs and leaves with his gun and his blue uniform
And I pray God keeps him safe from harm

And I cry ?cause I?m all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he won?t come home
But I?m sleeping with the telephone

I lose him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my heart skips a beat
So I get up, I can?t take anymore
And sometimes I hate how much I love him
But everyday I love him more

And I try not to think he won?t come home
But I?m sleeping with the telephone

Something wakes me from where he should be
I reach for him, the telephone rings