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It's the middle of the night, 2.

    I just can't sleep.

    All the thoughts of you in my head, as I lay in bed.

   All I can do is think of you.  I wish I could call you on the phone.  I feel so alone.

   I hate to you awake, but I want you to see I'm not fake.

    I toss and turn.  I have an ache, for which, there's nothing to take.

    My head and my heart.  Thoughts of you burn.  I, for you, yearn.

    I am so blue.  Yes, that's true.

    I've just gotta call you on the phone.

    I don't want to be alone.

    To tell you how I feel.

    My feelings of love for you are real.