I don't have the hands to count The times you've seen me cry Lately I've been pacing floors And talking to my wine
I'm sorry it's been so long But it's 2AM, you still pick up the phone
Margaret, you don't know the half of it I've been standing in one place for far too long Margaret, you know that I'm full of it You can hear the weather in my voice through the telephone Oh, Margaret Oh, Margaret
Years pass by and photographs Get dusty in your drawer You might not live right down the street Like you did before
I'm sorry it's been so long But it's 2AM, you still pick up the phone
Margaret, you don't know the half of it I've been standing in one place for far too long Margaret, you know that I'm full of it You can hear the weather in my voice through the telephone Oh, Margaret Oh, Margaret
Though we grow up We don't grow apart Memories make the miles feel less far
Margaret, you don't know the half of it I've been standing in one place for far too long Margaret, you know that I'm full of it You can hear the weather in my voice through the telephone Oh, Margaret Oh, Margaret Oh, Margaret Oh, MargaretTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
