I was searching for something, I was crying out loud,
Something has the strangest hold on me.
I was strung out on nothing, I was flickering out,
Stars and eyes and angels in the sky.
I can't wish it all away,
I've been clutching at my side again.
Holy hands shake.
No one will believe in you now.
In the morning when you rise and I'll be the first thing on your mind.
Why do you think of me all the time?
I called your name in the middle of the night and you heard me. You heard me.
I called your name in the middle of the night and you heard me.
Why am I always on your mind?
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