Pull my finger.
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out there in the cold Getting lonely getting old Can you feel me? Hey you standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Can you feel me? Hey you don't help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight. Hey you out there on your own Sitting naked by the phone Would you touch me? Hey you with you ear against the wall Waiting for someone to call out Would you touch me? Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm coming home.