7th October 1984 Songtext - Our Time Down Here

7th October 1984 - Our Time Down Here

I miss whispering down the phone,
Now my hands cold to the touch.
I must go before the floods rush in again,
You’re happier when you don’t see me much.
Our star was out, alone all by itself.

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