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Can we talk for a while?
Just called to see how are ya?
Haven't heard from you in sometime.

I had to walk in the sunny,
weathered hills and valleys,
Glad I made it alive.

I was digging through my jacket,
Trying to find some matches.
You needed to smoke for a while.

His chest is on fire now.

I drove a thousand miles to see you,
And it's always good to see you
Wearing that dress and your smile.

I was digging through my pockets,
Trying to find your locket
That you hid away sometime.

I had to write you a letter,
Thought that you would know better
And believe in the things that we said.

His heart is on fire.

His chest is on fire now.

I was digging through my pockets,
Trying to find your locket.
I leave you deep in my mind.

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