"hello,

Oh, hi!

How are you?

Mm, i'm fine.

What's up?

Umm-umm, no, no, it's alright.

Er, yeah, go ahead, i'm listening.

Umm-umm, hah-hah, yeah, umm...

Umm-umm,

Umm-umm."



He was a mindweaver, always on the phone,

Telling me all sorts of hurt of his own.

Although his voice was sweet to me,

I wondered if we could ever be.



He was a mindbeater, always on the phone,

Telling me all sorts of what i did wrong.

Although his voice was sweet to me,

I wondered if we could ever be.



He was a mindbender, always on the phone,

Telling me all sorts of dreams he has sewn.

Although his voice was sweet to me,

I wondered if we could ever be.


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