Hang Up the Phone

I don't want to write
Cuz' my life's been changing
I may tell you something I'll later regret

Won't you stay the night?
Feed me your loving
Give me the rhythms inside your head

You tell me I'm good on my own
Give me your reasons, hang up the phone

Had a little light
Could somebody tell me
The reason for seasons, the blood, and the mess?

I've known it all along
You're right here inside me
Living the visions inside my head

You tell me I'm good on my own
Though you are leaving, I'm not alone
Tell me, I'm good on my own
Give me your reasons, hang up the phone

The last thing I said was I love you, be strong
As I thought of the sky and the feeling of home
And now I hate words, they seem so wrong
When somebody dies that you've had all along

Nothings the same, no
Nothings the same, no
Nothings the same, no
Nothings the same, no
Nothings the same, no
Nothings the same, no
Nothings the same, no
Nothings the same

You tell me I'm good on my own
Give me your reasons, hang up the phone



Credits
Writer(s): Ula Klein
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