no new year's day, to celebrate; no choc'late covered candy hearts to give a way. no first of spring; no song to sing. in fact here's just another ordinary day. no april rain; no flowers bloom; no wedding saturday within the month of june. but what it is, is something true, made up of these three words that i must say to you. no summer's high; no warm july, no harvest moon to light one tender august night. no autumn breeze; no falling leave, no even time for birds to fly to southern skies. no libra sun, no halloween; no giving thanks to all the christmas joy you bring. but what it is, though old so new, to fill your heart like no three worlds could ever do. i just called to say i love you. i just called to say how much i care. i just called to say i love you, and i mean it from the bottom of my heart. of my heart of my heart
