Il testo della Fiction

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You call me, oh, you call me all the time
You tell me, "ooh baby, yeah, you're mine"
I like you, baby draw me all these smiles
I like you, but it's just so, it's so many miles

So, i can't take just a fictional you
It's making me sad
Can't take just a picture of you
It's making me mad
All i know, it's a weekend or two
That i can't get past

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I draw you, oh, i draw you in my mind
Look for you and your imaginary eyes
I saw you, oh, but the details i can’t find
Adore you, i adore you
But it’s started to blur the lines

I can't take just a fictional you
It's making me sad
Can't take just a picture of you
It's making me mad
All i know, it's a weekend or two
That i can't get past