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She's a street light, in the evening rain An empty seat, on the rush hour train She's a polaroid, lying on the street She's the lover I, may never meetAnd every night I breathe her in, feel her sink into my skin Still I feel, that I am envious and obvious and desperate for your love I am shattered by and criticised and still I crave your touch And I know the time, you're killing is mine But I, I don't mind.She's a phone call, in the dead of night A stranger's voice, I recognise She's a radio, playing in the dark She's the name you'll find Written on my heartAnd every night I breathe her in, feel her sink into my skin Still I feel, that I am envious and obvious and desperate for your love I am shattered by and criticised and still I crave your touch And I know the time, you're killing is mine But I, I don't mind.Don't mind, I don't mind I don't mind, I don't mind