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Got your voice mail
Can you call me?
At a hotel there's something
That's weighing heavy on my heart
And heavy on my chest
On a long night
You're the morning
I annoy you, and you bore me
And it's hard enough to make it through
A world that's already messed
All in good time, we'll be just fine
Either way we need to be happy
Tell me is this thing on?
How do we keep this new?
How do I keep you into me, into me
Without faking it too?
What do we have to try?
When everything is too loose?
'Cause it always is just me and you
But it's the hardest thing,
The hardest thing to do
And I want you to want me
Like the first time you saw me
I know we're ten years on, but
In my head we're still young and dumb
It was so hard to let go
And replace you, I still love you
I just wanna find the thing
That made me think this was the one
All in good time, we'll be just fine