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Talk To Me
Hey
You never talk to me
You know I'd listen
To what you have to say
And hey
You never look at me
You know I miss it
The way you used to stare
Do you see the light of the setting sun
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the end of the winding road
And will you talk to me
Hey
You never write to me
You know I'd read it
And reply right away
And hey
You never call for me
You know I'd answer
Hear what you'd have to say
Do you see the light of the setting sun
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the end of the winding road
And will you talk to me
Do you see the light of the setting sun
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the end of the winding road
And will you talk to me
(Simon Curtis)
What would I say
This can't be said
We can talk and talk for hours
What would it change
You know I can feel
There's nothing left here to hold onto
There's nothing left to salvage
Cause it's over
Do you see the light of the setting sun
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the end of the winding road
And will you talk to me
Do you see the light of the setting sun
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the end of the winding road
And will you talk to me
Hey
You never cry for me
You know I'd be there
To wipe up every tear
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To wipe up every tear
You know I'd be there
You never cry for me
Hey
And will you talk to me
Do you see the end of the winding road
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the light of the setting sun
And will you talk to me
Do you see the end of the winding road
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the light of the setting sun
Cause it's over
There's nothing left to salvage
There's nothing left here to hold onto
You know I can feel
What would it change
We can talk and talk for hours
This can't be said
What would I say
(Simon Curtis)
And will you talk to me
Do you see the end of the winding road
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the light of the setting sun
And will you talk to me
Do you see the end of the winding road
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the light of the setting sun
Hear what you'd have to say
You know I'd answer
You never call for me
And hey
And reply right away
You know I'd read it
You never write to me
Hey
And will you talk to me
Do you see the end of the winding road
Do you feel the breeze through the open window
Do you see the light of the setting sun
The way you used to stare
You know I miss it
You never look at me
And hey
To what you have to say
You know I'd listen
You never talk to me
Hey
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