Calleth you cometh I

And I know we were both too young
Way back when we had our thing
And you're not the one that I think of
Every time that the telephone rings

And I know that what we had
Would not be called love by the ones who know
And I know it's been many years
And a hundred love-affairs ago

I know all that so well
But I also do know this:


Calleth you, cometh I
And that's just how it is
And how it's always been
It's where my reason stops
And something else comes in


I know it doesn't make sense, but still...
Calleth you, cometh I
-And that's how it is
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