Sundays
Baswod
GENRE We saw each other far to short
Bouncing in the dark
Far to long I wished for
Not to be alone
Holding on my moving thoughts
Try to catch them while I pass
I call you on the landline phone
Hours of telling you about
What I did the last few weeks
I can't think about it now
You’ve been tied up in your head
With something more important
Bouncing in the dark
Far to long I wished for
Not to be alone
Holding on my moving thoughts
Try to catch them while I pass
I call you on the landline phone
Hours of telling you about
What I did the last few weeks
I can't think about it now
You’ve been tied up in your head
With something more important
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