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Tekster: Fall of Troy, The. Tribune - Ever True, So True.

i see what you mean, i now see the truth
and i'm starting to think that you miss me too
it comes from a place, a place a can't find
you turned your back, but where was your mind

now that you've spoke, i can hear nothing
remember the times i make you laugh
the tears that we cry, i know they meant something
you say you don't know, and that you wont try

hearing your voice, i know that it's through
i misunderstand what i thought i knew
-----[missing line]-----
i miss your voice, you know i miss you
now we're running out of time
out of luck, out of money

and i miss the nights when
i'd carry the phone around just incase you would call
ever hour's passed, i wake up at last
counting minutes and
counting the seconds tonight
counting the days, seems to last all...

now that you've spoke, i can hear nothing
remember the times that i made you laugh
the tears that we cryed, i know they meant something
you say you don't know, and that you wont try

tell me why
count on me
tell me why
count on me