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17

What's left hanging

In the air, In the air

Break the cycle

Round and round

Round and round we go

You play hide and seek

Now I see, now I see the light

Eyes spill over

Start to swim

Start to swim away

These strange faces

It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone

A distant memory from all those years ago

But now I'm looking at all these strange faces

And I'm not coming home

I never heard you speak like this

On the phone (on the phone)

You carry the weigh and I take the guilt

Brings me down

Brings me down to this

These strange faces

It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone

A distant memory from all those years ago

But now I'm looking at all these strange faces

And I'm not coming home