Surprised to hear your voice Coming through my telephone The last time that we talked
Was about two years ago And I'm too afraid to ask But I wonder why you called Think I know the reason why Do you think that you were wrong? Don't take me back to the place where You let me go with a reason Just grip the time when we were thinking We were nothing but a state of apathy You're asking me to think About the love that we had But there was not enough For me to go back again You know how much it hurt When you left me that way Nothing else you can do And there's nothing you can say Don't take me back to the place where You let me go with a reason Just grip the time when we were thinking We were nothing but a state of apathy Apathy, apathy, yeah, yeah Apathy, apathy, yeah, yeah Apathy, apathy, yeah, yeah Apathy, apathy, let me go!
Writer(s): WILLIAM FREDRICK RIEFLIN, AL JOURGENSEN, PAUL G BARKER
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