So baby tell me that you love me, by voicemail or by call because it's all I need to hear for my heart to work again.

Your voice tells me silly things, without any sense in every word that comes out of those pretty lips.

It doesn't matter how you say it, but it's you who says so, come and whisper to me how much you miss me when it's two in the morning.

♥~♥
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