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What's left hanging In the air In the air Break the cycle Round and round Round and round we go You play hide and seek Now I see Now I see the light Eyes spill over Start to swim Start to swim away These strange faces It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone A distant memory from all those years ago But now I'm looking at these strange faces And I'm not coming home I've never heard you speak like this On the phone (On the phone) You carry the weight and I take the guilt Brings me down Brings me down to this These strange faces It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone A distant memory from all those years ago But I'm now I'm looking at these strange faces And I'm not coming home (And I'm not coming home) (And I'm not coming home)