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Midnight Calls


 

 
 

Don’t hang up on me, I can hear you on the line 

Just wait and let me talk, and then fine 

I just want you to know what you do to me 

I know it isn’t easy for you to see 

You can make me smile and cry 

And when it's over it's hard to say goodbye 

You just don’t see it like I do 

Don’t see this is hard for me too 

Like I understand this better than you 

Like you don’t have these feelings too 

Am I supposed to lie?  

A smile on my lips when all my eyes do is cry?  

I’m sorry if it’s hard to show 

But it’s so hard to see and so hard to know 

Am I falling or have I lost my mind 

It’s like I’m lost in the dark and you’re all I can find 

Like you’re the candle in the window, the only light 

But you’re like a bird, vanished in flight 

When it comes to it, you will always flee 

You can never stay 

Not even for me 

 
 

 

 

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