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The Hurt - Byers, Joe lyrics
That long in the city"
You laugh at the thought
On the, the elevator down
You're just a phone call away
You're placing a big blind bet
On the underdog
And though it's a stretch
You believe when you're against the odds
And on your feet
With you at your best
And promises kept
She'd rather stay here with you
On the laziest afternoons with you
Lost in Pacific Time
With the sound of a dial tone
Let the memories count the miles
And never be forgotten
You woke to the screech
Of the wheels on a runway
An ocean of praise on a stage
The songs of your love
Fall to your knees
With you at your best
This is all you've got left
She'd rather stay here with you
On the laziest afternoons with you
Lost in Pacific Time
With the sound of a dial tone
Let the memories count the miles
And never be forgotten
When hearts hang on the line
And all that you fear has happened
Let the memories count the miles
And never be forgotten
Was it something that you said
Something that you did
To make you leave her here alone?
Was it something that you said
Something that you did
To make her leave you here?
Don't leave me here alone
Lost in Pacific Time
With the sound of a dial tone
Let the memories count the miles
And never be forgotten
When hearts hang on the line
And all that you fear has happened
Let the memories count the miles
And never be forgotten
That long in the city"
You laugh at the thought
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