Call me from a rooftop.
I sit down below.
Slanted little rooftop.
Just to say hello.

Call me when the day’s done.
Talking with your fears.
After speaking, day’s done.
You’ll go over there.

Do we balance one another?
Are we equally off tilt?
We make me be better.
I hope that this won’t be.
When everything just feels better,
But it’s not near me.

Give me a call to talk
Give me a talk to breathe.
Give me a call to talk at night.
Talk until I sleep.

Calming on a rooftop.
I just watch the sky.
Perfect on a rooftop,
Feelings in her eyes.

Call me when I’m painting.
You send me the song.
I am only painting
So you can write along.

Call me from a rooftop.
Give me a talk to breathe.
I would meet you anywhere.
Talk so I can sleep.

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