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This cannot be real
Lookin' up into the cold
This window holds a view
Of you and I and growing old
I would call you now
If I had strength on the telephone
I would call you now
Say the words to bring you home
This cannot be real
Lookin out into the rain
This window holds a view
Of you and I and how things change
I would call you now
If you weren't sleeping three hours from here
I would call you now
Sing the words that bring you near
I would call you now
If you weren't sleeping three hours from here
So lay your sweet head down
And dream of me, so far yet near
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