Tied up inside the back of your mind for days And their separate ways are all you have
Easy for some but you find it harder to lie And I can see why, when it got you that way
Short for air again, I lost my line again
Always alone with no one around you to phone There's no place like home when it's dark outside
Short for air again, I lost my line
Not mine, I saw her, I wanted to be her But now, how far away
The time that takes for someone to tell you you're not Or even you are, is what makes me scared
Short for air again, I lost my line
Not mine, I saw her, I wanted to be her But now, how far
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