You always pause br Before talking begins br Even on the phone br An unknown name makes it ring br Did you forget my name? br It's the conversation of old br First thing to be spoken br Hello-my name was told br Maybe you didn't hear br You didn't want this to take place br You still greet me br and recognize my face br Name-we know it well br Even in the saddest story br Names become and unfold br I'm not that important br Maybe I don't have a name br Only the cruel ones that describe me br Maybe no one has a name br Only call them like you see.