Hello,
it's me.
I was wondering if after all these years they'll like to meet
to go over everything.
They say that time's a force to heal you,
but I am the magic in the world.
Hello,
can you hear me?
I'm in California dreaming about what we used to be
when we were younger.
I've forgotten how it felt before we both met on the beach.
There's such a difference between the me and the you.
I must have pulled a dozen times to tell you I'm
sorry for everything that I've done but when I call,
you never
seem to be home.
Oh,
how I found the other side.
At least I can say that I tried to tell you I'm sorry.
Breaking your heart, baby.
Hello.
How are you?
It's so typical of me to talk about myself.
I hope that you're well.
Did you ever make it out of that town with nothing ever left?
There's no secret that the both of us are running out of time.
We were younger and freer.
I've forgotten how it felt before.
What would happen if such a deep rain
put you in the middle of now?
How I found the other side.
I must have told a thousand times.
I told you I'm sorry for everything that I've done for you.
You never
seem to be home.
I
can't say.