No New Year’s Day to celebrate;
No choc’late covered candy hearts to give away.
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.

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.

No summer’s high; no warm July;
No harvest moon to light one tender August night.
No autumn breeze; no falling leaves;
Not 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 words 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.