Hello, it's me.
I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet, to go over.
Everything they say that time's supposed to heal you,
but I ain't done much healing.
Hello, can you hear me?
I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be when we were younger and free.
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet.
There's such a difference between us
and a million miles.
Hello from the other side, I must've called a thousand times to tell you
I'm sorry, for everything that I've done, but when I call you never seem to be home.
Hello from the outside, at least I can say that I've tried to tell you
I'm sorry, for breaking your heart, but it don't matter,
it clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore.
Hello, how are you? It's so typical of me to talk about myself.
I'm sorry, I hope that you're well, did you ever make it out of that town
where nothing ever happened?
It's no secret that the both of us
are running out of time.