Sat here on my own
Trying to tune the radio
Trying to find a signal to take my mind off you
I gotta fill the void
That you left behind
With something other than static and white noise
The other side of the world
The other end of time
Street lights flicker in the dusty city night
I listen for your call
Spend all day hanging
Around that beat up phone box
Its strange round here
This time of year
But the parry still goes on all night long
The other side of the world
The other end of time
Street lights flicker in the dusty city night
I listen for your call
Whilst I'm hanging
Around that beat up phone box, were we spent those summer nights
We'd stand there talking for hours
We never made the call
Listening to the hum of my car radio
I'd save my change for a movie mattinae
Or for that house that I propomised you that day
I drive to the edge of town
Look up to the sky
I see that crescent moon
And I know your looking too
There's nothing like absence babe
To make the heart grow fonder
But let's not make this last
Any longer
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