| Darling, we’re starting, she said
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| We go alive in a heartbeat
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| Waiting for something in my car
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| A little hope out of nothing
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| Through the hum on the line
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| She said I was a first time caller
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| But a long time listener
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| I’ve been waiting a while to talk to you
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| She said I was a first time caller
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| But a long time listener
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| I’ve been waiting a while to talk to you
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| Falling like trash from the sky
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| I hit a patchwork of loneliness, crooked and wild
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| Hung from the stars and dropped through the night
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| To a heatwave in hard place-lessness, neon tiles
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| And I got nothing but time
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| She said I was a first time caller
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| But a long time listener
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| I’ve been waiting a while to talk to you
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| She said I was a first time caller
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| But a long time listener
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| I’ve been waiting a while to talk to you
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| I want you to love me
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| More than I love you
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| Tell me if that’s something you can do
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| I want you to love me
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| More than I love you
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| Tell me if that’s something you can do
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| First time caller, long time listener
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| First time caller, long time listener
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| First time caller, long time listener
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| First time caller, long time listener
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| (Grazie a Jonathan per questo testo) |