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Listen To My Call

(sorry -can't leave my stuff alone- had to edit this cos I wasn'y happy with it)

 

I’m sending out a signal, sending out a call

It’s for someone I knew years ago

That’s if she’s listening at all.

 

Silent years, lonely years are in between us now

So let us talk, let us bridge the gap

So softly, ask me how

 

Send me a message, send me a signal, I’ll be waiting around

But I’m counting the hours

Just listening for a sound

 

So listen to my signal, listen to my call

I long to hear your voice

Hope you’re listening, after all

 

 

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Isobel

Sat 29th Jun 2013 10:56

Awww - that's a touching one Steve. I think very many of us have near misses from the past that we always wonder about. The danger of FB is that it becomes so much easier to get in touch with them - and they can't possibly be as we remember them, all those years later. LOL - I know cos I've done the same myself!

This reminds me of the Great Gatsby - all that silent longing - perfect for the comp!

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