.She phones home, composed, a bit panicked
Hesitates to confess she misses the Atlantic
The gulf streams, the palm trees, the car keys that took you away
She tries to explain, oh boy
I wanna be fixed, I wanna be broken
I wanna be closed, I wanna be open
The love I thought.
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