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Friday, 5 December 2008
04:58:30 PM (GMT)
I have been crying out the same prayer for years
I am no answer in the sky
I couldn't spell it out for you in the clouds
Or give you reasons why.
You should have stopped by a little later on
When my head's a little clearer
When I figure out who I really am
That's when I want you nearer.
Can I dial your number tonight? 
I need an angel on the line
I never knew what Heaven could be
Till I saw it in your eyes.
I am no solution to your problems
Though I guess I could try to be
I could promise you the leftovers
There's not much left of me.

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