Thursday night, and I don’t even know what time it is where you are now
I dial the number that I left for you last time you were in town
And I hold my breath and count the rings and hope you will be there
That you’ve got time for me this time or if you really even care

Out of sight, out of mind,
I’m out of luck, you’re out of line
Shouldn’t you have been the one who never broke my heart

Out again, it’s long since stopped surprising me but it’s too old this time
I try to shrug it off but you should know how far it really is from fine

Out of sight, out of mind
I’m out of luck, you’re out of line
Shouldn’t you have been the one who never made me feel this way
This won’t end, you won’t change
Out of focus, out of range
Can’t get a picture of you from this far away

And I wish sometimes I really knew you
And I wish I could not see right through you
And I wish sometimes I’d never loved you
And I wish that I had never hated you at all

Out of sight, out of mind
I’m out of luck, you’re out of line
Shouldn’t you have been the one who never made me feel this way
This won’t end, you won’t change
Out of focus, out of range
Can’t get a picture of you from this far away
Out of sight, out of mind
We’re out of touch, you’re out of time
I’m out of tears and out of reasons
Not to walk away

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