| If life is a ringtone
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| My life is a cellphone
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| In silent mode
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| I was slumbering, not sleeping
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| But still caught it bleepin'
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| A number showed
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| Looked at the clock, it was twenty past one
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| I sat up straight wondering what could be wrong
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| A simple hello
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| Was all that I said
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| But the moment I answered
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| The line just went very dead
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| So I had to
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| Check out the list
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| Of all the calls that I’d missed
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| And accordingly
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| There, right on top
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| A number came up
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| That was new to to me
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| A man can only hide for so long
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| But then he’ll pay for ceossing the rubicon
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| Now I don’t believe
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| We’re all part of a plan
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| But I’m pretty sure
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| That it wasn’t coincidence
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| Though distant and blurred
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| Yet the voice I heard
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| Just made time stand still
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| The number that I called
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| Brought my world to a halt
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| And if words could kill
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| Or cut like e knife
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| I’b be barely alive
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| For an instanct or two
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| I thought: This can’t be true
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| But I knew it was
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| Life’s got a way
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| To cross and outplay
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| Everyone of us
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| There is no going back, once the damage is done
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| You can’t escape fate, no matter how far you run
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| Some call it luck
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| And some call it fate
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| And some call it providence
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| No I’ll never forget
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| The things she said…
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| You weren’t supposed to find me
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| Thougt I’d left you far behind me
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| But just one call and my shelter’s gone
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| Won’t you leave a message
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| Make our love a secret passage
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| To where time stands still but life goes on
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| You made time stand still
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| The number that I called
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| Brought my world to a halt
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| And if words could kill
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| Or cut like e knife
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| I’b be barely alive
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| You made time… |