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°¡¼ö: Phoebe Snow


Thank you but I'm just looking
Shopping endless malls, waiting for phone calls
It rings--it's you--all right--the middle of the night
I'm the forgotten fledgling
Grounded by broken song, just a sparrow of
The blues, till you come by--the middle of the night
Trapped inside of my tired TV
I survive until you rescue me--yeaahh
Then I forget appointments
Future's so far like Mercury, Moon and Mars
You're here, turn out--that light
The middle of the night

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The Middle of the Night
Phoebe Snow



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