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I would like to visit you for a while.
Get away and out of this city.
Maybe I shouldn't have called but someone had to be the first to break
We can go sit on your back porch. Relax.
Talk about anything. It don't matter
I'll be courageous if you can pretend that you've forgiven me

I know I let you down, again and again.
I know I never really treated you right.
I've paid the price, I'm still paying for it every day

So maybe I shouldn't have called.
Was it too soon to tell?
Oh, what the hell, it doesn't really matter.
How do you redefine something that never really had a name?


(Savage Garden)