Why do I think of you, why?
Why do I let myself die?
If you do not respond, then
Why should I try it over again?
But if you only called me tonight,
I would be there quicker than light
Tell me you’re never away anymore.
And that’ll be the reason I think of you for.
Why do I think of you, why?
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