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i'm trying to be tough to wait for your callwhen i know you make my heart fallstill dont know what i always want for allyour presence make me feel so smallthe spy is on the flyreaching for the skyif you see it in the eye you will know the reason whythey say not even a bird can tellexcept for the one who lives in hellshe always there beside the wishing wellso every discontent soul could ring the belli'm trying to be tough to wait for your callwhen i know you make my heart fallstill dont know what i always want for all From Letras Mania