Hello, it's me, i was wondering if after all these years.
Hello from the outside, at least I can say that voyage rencontre des peuples I've tried to tell you.But when I call you never seem to be home.I'm sorry, for everything that I've done.But I ain't done much healing.There's such a difference between.Ooooohh, anymore, ooooohh, anymore, ooooohh, anymore, anymore.And a million miles, hello from the other side, i must've called a thousand times to tell you.Hello, can you hear me?I'm sorry, for breaking your heart.I'm in California dreaming about who we used.Hello, how are you?You'd like to meet, to go over everything.I'm sorry, I hope that you're well.They say that time's supposed to heal.I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet.Hello from the other side, i must've called a thousand times to tell you.But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore.Did you ever make it out of that town.
Where nothing ever happened?
P, it's no secret, that the both of us are running out of time.
It's so typical of me to talk about myself.
When we were younger and free.