Close... But - Echobelly

You’re moving in a circle

I’m coming on in a little dizzy spells

And the room is all forlorn

We could be stuck in substance hell

Some more of this is what we need

So hand in hand and off we sway

I’m not that close, I’m not that close to you

I’m not that close, I’m not that close to you

Your face is taking pictures of itself

I close my eyes and sighs explode

We sellotape the telephone

And all the little voices grow

Some more of this is what we need

So hand in hand and off we sway

I’m not that close, i’m not that close to you, oh oh oh

I’m not that close, I’m not that close to you

It’s only the state I’m in and i’m about to come down

It’s only the mess within in about to come out

La la la la la, la …

It’s only the state I’m in, I’m about to come down

It’s only the mess within is about to come out

I’m not that close, I’m not that close to you

I’m not that close, I’m not that close to you

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