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I sit and wait for us to talk. I walk and sit, I sit and walk. I jump up when my screen goes blue: I got some mail... Not from you. I called you but your phone is dead I'm filled with dread, I'm filled with dread What if it's something I had said What if it's something I'll regret? I don't know if we ever said goodbye But if you really want me not to cry Write to me... Or I will die. I felt the need to carry on, And I'll be gone, and I'll be gone. I felt the need to start again. I felt the need to be a man. I felt the need to get you all. But if you just accept my call, I'll tell you how I really feel. I'll never heal. I'll never heal. I don't know if you'll ever tell me "hi" Nor if I'll ever hear your lullaby But write to me... Or I will die. [solo] I sit and wait for us to talk. I walk and sit, I sit and walk. I jump up when my screen goes blue: I got some mail... Not from you. I don't know if you'll ever tell me "hi" Nor if I'll ever hear your lullaby But write to me... Or I will die. (c) Chereal 2009 Mikhail Temkine |