| There are oceans of feelings between us
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| Currents they take us and sweep us away
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| That’s why we’re sailing and’ve seen us
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| And a ladder of cold holiday
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| Lots of new friends with the same old dancers
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| Open your eyes you might see
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| If a life without simple with living a past
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| If the phone doesn’t ring it’s me
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| If the phone doesn’t ring you know that it’s me
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| Of the other the eye of the storm
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| If the phone doesn’t ring you know that I’ll be
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| With someone can make me feel won
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| It’s too bad we can’t turn and live in the past
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| If the phone doesn’t ring it’s me
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| I’ve had good days and bad days
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| And going half mad days
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| I’ve tried to let go but you’re still on my mind
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| I’ve lost all the old ways I’m searching for new place
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| Putting it all on the line
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| Lots of new friends with the same old problems
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| Open your eyes you might see
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| If a life’s without something would live in the past
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| If the phone doesn’t ring it’s me
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| If the phone doesn’t ring you’ll know that it’s me
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| Of the other the eye of the storm
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| If the phone doesn’t ring you know that I’ll be
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| With someone can make me feel won
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| It’s too bad we can’t turn and live in the past
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| If the phone doesn’t ring it’s me
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| It’s me, it’s me
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| It’s me, it’s me
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| It’s me, it’s me
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| It’s me, it’s me
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| If it takes all the future we’ll live through the past
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| If the phone doesn’t ring it’s me |