Too late, too tired
My eyes were open but yours were wide
You looked for the sympathy that I
Couldn't find for you again tonight
Too late, although I tried
I knew the distance was all too wide.
I feel you reaching out for me but I
Couldn't be with you again, tonight.
I find myself thinking
How much easier it would be
If you, and me, were
Siamese
You call me late at night
You tell me all, the heartache in your life.
I do my best to sympathise but I
Haven't got a clue what you're going through.
Maybe I never will,
Maybe I never really will.
Maybe I never will,
Maybe I never really will.
And I find myself thinking,
How much easier it would be,
If you, and me, were
Siamese
Maybe I never will,
Maybe I never really will.
Maybe I never will,
Maybe I never really will.

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