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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