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Paul Carrack

Out Of Touch

 

Out Of Touch

(album: Suburban Voodoo - 1982)


You find a hair on my jacket and you know it's not mine
You look at my pillow but you're wasting your time
Because I'm out of touch with you, your smile no longer sings
I'm so out of touch with you, now your phone forever rings.

You see a code in my book but it doesn't ring a bell
And this girl I am seeing says she really can't tell
Because I'm out of touch with you, I have seen another heart
I was so in love with you, love and thanks I can't, I can't.

I won't comb my hair for you anymore
I won't be in early
I won't be in late
I won't be in at all so don't sit in and wait.

You hear a howl in the dark and you can hope that it is me
But there's oh no chances, now there's no one else to see
Because I'm out of touch with you, your trap was never sprung
I'm so out of touch with you, so the final verse is sung.

I'm so out of touch with you
I won't be in early
I won't be in late
I won't be in at all so don't sit in and wait
Don't sit in and wait
Don't sit in and wait
Don't sit in and wait.

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