| We got 140 stations on satellite beaming on down to our home — but I’m watching
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| you
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| I’ve got half a million bills to pay, you never hear a word I say — I dream of
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| you
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| Oh I feel so incomplete, Oh, Oh, it seems so incomplete
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| If we could only close the distance
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| If we could only cross these lines
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| If we could only fill the space that’s grown between us over time
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| You don’t hear me anymore, you don’t touch me anymore, you don’t know me anymore
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| There’s a wedding dress in a suitcase full of memories in the attic — I think
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| of you
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| Where the ghosts of Summer butterflies they gather in the dust — I long for you
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| Oh I feel so incomplete, Oh, Oh it seems so incomplete
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| If we could only bring those days back when there were never wounds to heal
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| When everything was perfect and the dream we had was real
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| You don’t hear me anymore, you don’t touch me anymore, you don’t know me anymore
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| Oh I feel so incomplete, Oh, Oh it seems so incomplete
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| When there were never any questions over who or what we were
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| And the future only promised all the answers to our prayers
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| You don’t hear me anymore, you don’t touch me anymore, you don’t know me anymore
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| Dick, Antwi, Millet
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| (Fishy Music Ltd, Rondor Music Publishing/Marc Sher, Frontburner Music/IRS
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| Songs) |