I'm here, sitting in a bed
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In a place where I don't feel at home
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Where are you, I sure wonder why
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You haven't called me, you promised you would
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The phone must be broken it has to be broken
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I'm sure there's a reason, say there's a reason
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I fight against the hours, I cannot go to sleep
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I know that if I lay down now,
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Inside I know I'll weep
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Guess I'm holding on to treasures
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To things that just aren't there
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To people that I used to know,
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To words I wish to hear.
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I'm here, thinking only of you
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Wish to know, if I need to go
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And I try, I swear to you that I try
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But you haven't called me, you promised you would
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The phone must be broken, it has to be broken
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I'm sure there's a reason, say there's a reason
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I fight against the hours, I cannot go to sleep
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I know that if I lay down now,
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Inside I know I'll weep
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Guess I'm holding on to treasures
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To things that just aren't there
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To people that I used to know,
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To words I wish to hear.
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I'm thinking about you, wondering about you
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Do I really know you, have I ever known you
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Fight Against The Hours
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Lene Marlin |