You
All of my forgotten dream, zipping in a forgotten realm. Seems that all I really be, is waiting for you. Lit up a cigarette, it rained and I got drenched. A to B and am still waiting for you. No need to be alone. No need to be afraid. No need for disdain. No need for you. Sipping on coffee, M.A.S.H. is on the screen. 10am and I'm still here waiting in tune. 12pm rolls by, Golden Girls make the time fly. Here I'm by the phone, waiting for the tone. No need to be alone No need to be afraid. No need for disdain No need for you.
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