Lyrics
Some old friend called me up on the phone
"I'm in Sandusky, feeling alone
My father's dying and he needs me at home
Begging me to find my way to Ohio."
I am in Sandusky with a broken heart
Drive me up the walls and tear me apart
Hoping for a miracle, a turkey on rye
I am too young to be saying goodbye
Goodbye
I hung it up, when he started to cry. (started to cry)
I'm at the grocery in the soup aisle. (in the soup aisle)
I think he may have had the number wrong. (number wrong)
Calling me again I guess I'll play along
I am in Sandusky with a broken heart
Drive me up the walls and tear me apart
Hoping for a miracle, a turkey on rye
I am too young to be saying goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
I am afraid that you think I am not who you think I am
I'm trying to pay for bread and wine, but you can call me anytime
I am afraid that you think I am not who you think I am
I'm trying to pay for bread and wine, but you can call me anytime
I am in Sandusky with a broken heart
Drive me up the walls and tear me apart
Hoping for a miracle, a turkey on rye
I am too young to be saying
I am in Sandusky with a broken heart
Drive me up the walls and tear me apart
Hoping for a miracle, a turkey on rye
I am too young to be saying
I am too young to be saying
I am too young to be saying goodbye