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Mystery Caller
mystery caller are you a mystery caller? mystery caller who are you? mystery caller are you a mystery caller mystery caller do you have one too? mystery caller who are you what do you want from me can we write another story that's not a mystery? mystery caller what's the point of hiding and staying unknown come out of the darkness and share more so you don't have to play alone sitting in the dark in your room picking up the phone dialing the number of someone you want to talk to not wanting to be alone you hear the rings you hear your heart as you get excited maybe it's the start of a brand new story in the book of your life or maybe you'll hang up before you speak you might as well use a knife to cut the line cuz unless you let someone know who you are you're the only one on the line mystery caller are you a mystery caller? mystery caller who are you? mystery caller I am a mystery caller mystery caller are you one too? is it just the fear of rejection? is it some sort of reflection? is it a stuttering introspection? is it more than an idle obsession? don't call the cops I mean no harm there is no reason to sound an alarm I just miss you it's a strange love coming out you don't even know that you're all I can think about you leave me wanting unanswered questions a beautiful smile no clear rejections you're so far away you live in my heart I'm beside myself I'm falling apart now I'm a mystery caller are you a mystery caller? a lonely mystery caller who am I? I'm just a mystery caller a foolish mystery caller just one more mystery caller who can't say goodbye why don't I let go? why can't I move on? is it something missing? is it something gone? maybe you're a part of me that I still need or maybe it just feels better when I bleed sitting in the dark picking up the phone dialing your number not wanting to be alone I hear the rings I hear my heart I get so excited maybe it's the start of a brand new story in the book of my life but I hang up before you speak might as well use a knife to cut the line cuz my heart feels cut into pieces maybe I'm losing my mind mystery caller a lonely mystery caller a harmless mystery caller who am I? just a mystery caller a foolish mystery caller just one more mystery caller afraid to cry just one more mystery caller living a lie just one more mystery caller who can't say goodbye Mystery Caller (Confessions In The Dark) Ric Candor ©1999 ENTRANCE MORE WRITTEN GARDENS FAREWELL EMAIL
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