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Hello, Maria, this is me Calling from a dusty payphone Cacti by my side The whispers of the night And your answering machine I made a friend the other day She's just as lonesome as me We talk about our dreams Over cheap wine and cheese We're taking it slow How's your daughter, little Julie Are you getting along alright I think of her sometimes The bedtime stories and the rhymes Such a bright young thing Well, I hope you're doing well Though it's hard for me to say Nothing's gonna change My hopes are still in vain Stop loving him Anyway, I'll be off now All I wanted was some sky I'm holding back these tears You were always so dear I guess this is goodbye
Writer(s): Ilko Birov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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