Born out of Line

My life it changed when met you,
That night, I learnt a thing or two,
Your eyes swallowed me into blue,
Said it twice, can't believe it's true!

I was on my phone, calling on the phone.
Oh maybe the grass is greener if I don't lie!

Its starting to show, that lately, I was Born out of Line!
I'm sorry to go, don't hate me, I thought you'd be mine!

Hard times, baby good luck to you.
All night, I tried to think it through,
Told her, my time is well past due.
Colder, maybe I'm just like you?

Blurred lines, I don't know what to do!
Hands tied, now you're left feeling blue,
Far cry, I'll move onto something new!

Now you're on your own, calling on the phone!
Well maybe, the grass is greener if you try!

Its starting to show, that lately, I was Born out of Line!
I'm sorry to go, don't hate me, I thought you'd be mine!

Its starting to show, that lately, I was Born out of Line!
I'm sorry to go, don't hate me, I thought you'd be mine!
I want you to know, to save me, we have run out of time!
It's started to show, I'm not crazy! We're just Born out of Line!



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Geddes
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