i'm waiting for your call,
we met each other in school,
we're young and unexperienced,
and I wait for that call,
we've talked to each other for months,
i don't want it to stop,
i want to learn more about you,
i want to ask you why do you talk to me,
why am i so lucky to talk to you,
but all i know is that i wait,
i wait for that call everyday,
so i can breath and talk to you,
once again just to hear your voice,
once more through that phone i hear an angle sing.
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