
Yeah, it’s been a while without your face
But I saw your picture on the wall the other day
Too much distance, too much space
You need to come back home and run along, yeah
I’m waiting for the light to change
You ask me how I’ve been and I’m good, I can’t complain
Times get harder, things get strange
All I know, I don’t want you gone
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