you called me after midnight,

must have been three years since we last spoke.
i slowly tried to bring back,
the image of your face from the memories so old.
i tried so hard to follow,
but didn't catch the half of what had gone wrong,
said i don't know what i can save you from.

i asked you to come over, and within half an hour,
you were at my door. [you were at my door] - speechless it leaves me
i had never really known you,
but I realized that the one you were before,
had changed into somebody for whom
i wouldn't mind to put the kettle on.
still i don't know what i can save you from.

i don't know what i can save you from.

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i know not even if i can save myself. from myself.