Long time on the phone line Small breaths form words
There's sunshine when I dial 9 And I want you for my very very own Like crystals in warm air
In a salty sea, our voices meet Long time on the phone line There's sunshine when I dial 9 Like crystals in warm air Small breaths form words
And I want you for my very very own
In a salty sea, our voices meet.
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