(Mark Petersen/Bruce Theien)
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She still answers whenever I call
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We talk about work and the weather and all
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If I mention the past or maybe coming back home
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It ain't long till I hear that old cold dial tone
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I still got her number but I can't reach her anymore
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I can't reach out and touch her heart the way I did before
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She don't have much to talk about
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Since my feet did the walking out
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If she could only see them walk the floor
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I still got her number but I can't reach her anymore
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She says her job is hectic but it's beautiful outside
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She might call in sick tomorrow and just take a drive
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I said I'd really love to see you can I meet you somewhere
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And then the conversation fades and long distance fills the air
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I still got her number but I can't reach her anymore
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I can't reach out and touch her heart the way I did before
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She don't have much to talk about
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Since my feet did the walking out
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If she could only see them walk the floor
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I still got her number but I can't reach her
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I still got her number but I can't reach her anymore
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I can't reach out and touch her heart the way I did before
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She don't have much to talk about
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Since my feet did the walking out
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If she could only see them walk the floor
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I still got her number but I can't reach her anymore
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I Can't Reach Her Anymore
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| Sammy Kershaw |
