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You called me after midnight, It 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 a half of what had gone wrong, Said "I don't know what I can save you from. " 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. 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.