| Mistakes are not taught and time does not heal
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| My voice will mute your answering machine
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| The tape will end and maybe tomorrow
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| You will read it yourself on the dusty asphalt,
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| On dusty asphalt.
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| This sun is for you, this wind is for you
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| This is the first hello from nowhere
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| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say:
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| "Good morning, hello, good morning!"
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| This sun is for you, this wind is for you
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| This is the first hello from nowhere
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| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say:
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| "Good morning, hello, good morning!"
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| Wagons to platforms, tokens to wagons
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| Tokens will sink in empty payphones
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| Coins to the wind, I'll get odd
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| When your answering machine doesn't answer,
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| When he doesn't answer
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| This sun is for you, this wind is for you
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| This is the first hello from nowhere
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| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say:
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| "Good morning, hello, good morning!"
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| This sun is for you, this wind is for you
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| This is the first hello from nowhere
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| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say:
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| "Good morning, hello, good morning!"
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| Astrologers will lie, posters will deceive
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| Words are like a drug "reception" - you don't hear
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| Mistakes are not taught, minutes are not treated
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| Your answering machine is "hello good morning"
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| Hello, good morning
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| This sun is for you, this wind is for you
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| This is the first hello from nowhere
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| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say:
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| "Good morning, hello, good morning!"
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| This sun is for you, this wind is for you
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| This is the first hello from nowhere
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| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say:
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| "Good morning, hello, good morning!" |