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my apathy doesn't apeal to you as much as i'd expect reflections of my former self remind me of times, we'd swing the night away my hearts been drained, and it's beginning to stain the tub. whoa, don't i wish for a fresh start we could run to colorado, wake up to the mountain air i'd write your name in the stars and tell you that i'm hopeless explain the 9-digit nights, asking if you're home whoa, operator your voice isn't so soothing after all, ive learned not to care "mike, wont you hold me one last time, enjoy this postcardesque view backdrop to our hearts 'wish you were here' the sky just seems to ordinary, the noisy streets shatter the silence that helps me dream of you" well i miss you too. Aus Songtexte Mania