Remember those times on the telephone line Trying to break through to you I'm on the other side of this world I wish I was there with you All these days and all these nights Thinking about you my friend I can't wait to get back home And do it all over again Even though I can hear your voice Don't you know that touch is my choice Even though I can hear your voice Your still so far away Remember those times driving down the coast Stopping at all the spots we love the most Watching the wind blowing through your hair Living our life like we just don't care All these days and all these nights Thinking about you my friend I can't wait to get back home And do it all over again Even though I can hear your voice Don't you know that touch is my choice Even though I can hear your voice Your still so far away You know that your still so far away I'm on the telephone but your still So far away I'm over here but your still So far away I let you know that Even though I can hear your voice Don't you know that touch is my choice Even though I can hear your voice Your still so far away Remember those times on the telephone line Trying to break through to you (Your so far away) Remember those times driving down the coast Trying to break through to you (So far away) So far away
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sabato 22 luglio 2017
so far away
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