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Out Of Touch i call you up on the telephone just to hear your voice even if you're not home you sound so sweet but it's not the same when i hear that tone aint gonna leave my name i get confused when you're not there i step outside just to clear the air but lookout now boy i'm on the prowl the hounds of hell they begin to howl i'll tell you one thing, it just ain't right to be left alone on this moonlit night i need you here cause it's way too much when i'm all in love and you're out of touch i walk the streets almost every night and i think of you though you're out of sight with you i stand and i must be strong but without you here there's something wrong Written by Paul
Bromwell |