Cooper went out late last night
I heard the slam from her door
Foggy ways, november daze
All the white wolves were smiling
Cooper went out walkin' the clouds
She left everything in a mess
"Shut your mouth when you talk to me"
Her words were always so small

And there's a sound from the telephone
When can I say she's coming home?
Leave me the number you're dialing from
And may I ask who's calling?
May I ask who's calling?

Cooper went out, 3 o'clock sharp
I heard the bells from the church
Someone said they saw a car
Picking her up by the stations
Cooper went out and that's all there is
I'm just no one from next door
Everything will be alright
When all the flowers have cried

Then there's a voice on the telephone
When can I say she's coming home?
Leave me the number you're dialing from
And may I ask who's callin'? (who's calling?)
May I ask who's calling? (who's calling?)
May I ask who's calling?

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): PER HAKAN GESSLE