Come around and say you love me
Hang your heart in lights above me
Is that too much to ask for?
When the night descends upon us
Take a shower, dry your hair by the furnace
I'll watch you from the corner
I've tried telephones and old typewriters
Words of love along the wires
But nothing is working tonight
Telegraphs and birds that fly
Through air so still you hear me sigh
Nothing is working tonight.
('Stars' - not me)
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