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| Call Me |
| I've felt a lot of hands upon my shoulder And I've brushed a lot of ill-felt kisses from my cheek The beautiful and real stand out as I get older The natural and unique I told you I'd survive but I'm doubting Every single night since our pathways veered apart Darling these are hard times and they're poor times but we're working And you're climbing in my heart Sending me your pictures down the phone line as we speak So baby if you feel good you should call me And everything will soon be so different |
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