It worries me this kind of thing How you hope to live alone And occupy your waking hours We're taking sides again I just wept I couldn't understand Why you started this again
And every day you send me more It makes it worse is this a plan of yours To ensure I don't forget I'd write and tell you that I've burnt them all But you never send me your address And i've, I've kept them anyway
So don't ask me if I think it's true That communication can bring hope to those Who have gone their separate ways It hardly touched me when it should have then But memories are uncertain friends When recalled by messages
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