May 2011
What time is it where you are? I miss you more than anything. I’m back at home, you feel so far. Waiting for the phone to ring. It’s getting lonely living upside down. I don’t even want to be in this town. Trying to figure out the time zone’s making me crazy. You say ‘good morning’ when it’s midnight. Going out of my head alone in this bed. I wake up to your sunset. And it’s driving me mad, I...
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