Hey Girl, talk to me.
It's ok if you shout, curse or despise,
It's ok if you say I'm stupid and unwise.
It's ok if you think I'm boring and uncanny,
It's ok of you say my jokes aren't so funny.
As long as you're the one speaking,
I think I can take the beating.
So don't be so quiet,
Everything's gonna be alright.
Hey Girl, talk to me.
It's been a few days since that fight,
I plead for a chance to make it right.
A hundred different ways that night could have gone,
I knew you were angry, but all you managed was a frown.
Every molecule of my body yearns your presence,
But without you, my love, my soul has no essence.
There's a hole in my heart that's ready to open,
My demons that were dormant, their chains now broken.
We talked for hours about how we'd grow old together,
Fate had other plans, as my life now hangs by a tether.
So talk to me, My Love,
Before I get the 'call' from above.
This maybe my last autumn evening,
Let your presence give it some meaning,
Hey Girl, talk to me.
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