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Well, you´re just across the street;
Looks a mile to my feet;
I wanna go to you.
Funny how I´m nervous still,
I´ve always been the easy kill;
I guess I always will.
Could it be that everything goes ´round by chance,
Chance,
Chance?
Or only one way that it was always meant to be,
Be?
You kill me you always know the perfect thing to say,
Hey hey,
Hey hey.
I know what I should do but I just,
Can´t walk,
Away.
I can picture your face well,
From the bar in my hotel.
I wish I´d go to you.
I pick up, put down the phone.
