The L-Train - On Hold | Текст песни

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• The L-Train
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When we first met, I finished my first set.
You were in the club, while I spun till the floor split
Attached at the hips, dance 'til the sunrise,
never catching sleep always talked, really fun times.

I never had a friend like you before.
We could chat about music, and who we're rootin' for.
And you were too supportive, calling me 2 in the mornin'.
Asked me how my show was, always makin' me feelin' important.

Yeah, I was forever in your debt.
I loved to watch you play your Cello, never see you sweat.
See you cool as an ice cube, but playing the right tune
make the strings sing while the Orchestra's behind you.

But why, when you got the big gig.
Everyday you had to practice everything you did.
And so every single second of your day, you were occupied.
Couldn't find a little time for me, even if you tried.

Yea! Octavia! Won'tcha tell me why, you are leaving me on hold (oh no!)/
Oh, Octavia! In the time gone by, when did you become so cold?(Cuz the) /
Silence between us just ain't right. Has what we once had grown old? (Oh no!)/
Yea! Octavia! Better answer me! 'Cause I won't let you leave me, leave me, On hold.

It's been a couple of weeks, I ain't got not but a peep.
And though I shouldn't I believe that I'm starting to freak.
You're just a friend but then again, even friends should speak.
Not that it matters, never mind I got others to meet.

But serious Tavi, like are you mad at me?
Like did I do something bad or exceedingly crappy?
I know it sounds sappy, but we were both happy.
What happen to us where you never ever call me back?

You know forget about, I don't even want to hang.
I could find a million others like you on the Friendship Train.
*Pause* I don't really know why I'm even bothered.
I'm a big star, you're only a fan, just like every other…

Maybe more than a fan… you are a good friend…
Way more than I can stand, this pain it should end.
Insane and intense, maybe this isn't friendship…
Maybe this emptiness I feel is beyond a kinship.

Yea! Octavia! Won'tcha tell me why, you are leaving me on hold (oh no!)/
Oh, Octavia! In the time gone by, when did you become so cold?(Cuz the) /
Silence between us just ain't right. Has what we once had grown old? (Oh no!)/
Yea! Octavia! Better answer me! 'Cause I won't let you leave me, leave me, On hold.

My heart skips when the phone rings
It's not you then the heart sinks. And that part stinks.
These hard things that i'm parsing
They're far reaching and I start seeing — what my heart's being.

And even then I mean we're friends, so I'd be on the fence.
Cause it depends on how you feel, if it's really immense.
Even the best intentions, leaving the rest in tension.
Essentially it tends to test every single dimension.

But no, I'm digging on it, Tavi, I'm thinking I want it.
I link connections in my heart and I'm starting a sonnet
You're poetry in motion, my spirit's written upon it.
You know me and my notions, I'm fearlessly here to flaunt it.

So — hear me out, amidst all of this worry and doubt.
I veer off the clouds, now it's clear what I'm gearing to shout.
In only a moment, I am glowing and growing emboldened.
You got me on hold, but though it's you that I'm hoping to hold on.

Yea! Octavia! Won'tcha tell me why, you are leaving me on hold (oh no!)/
Oh, Octavia! In the time gone by, when did you become so cold?(Cuz the) /
Silence between us just ain't right. Has what we once had grown old? (Oh no!)/
Yea! Octavia! Better answer me! 'Cause I won't let you leave me, leave me, On hold.

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