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grey skies forming up ahead you light up like a cigarette records playing on the set we dont have a long time left you call out, you call out every time i pass thru the hall that's where your pictures are you call out, you call out every time i sing out a note there go the words you spoke packing up is turning in one last look before your eyes grow dim lay your silhouette on the bed and ask my where my mind has been where my mind has been you call out, you call out every time i pass thru the hall that's where your pictures are you call out, you call out every time i sing out a note there go the words you spoke Letras de canciones and i never thought i'd have a reason to go back but as it turns out, what we made is still there reflecting off the glass and stitching up the tears you've got one eye on the house a crooked roof to be straightened out you keep the other on the sky simple life just takes some time just takes some time From Letras Mania