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A funny old birthday I've talked to no-one Is she counting her loose change At the edge of the ocean? It's a while since we've spoken I want her to phone me I'm a little lonely She'll be home Sunday She'll be home sunburnt Freckles on her face Wearing a t-shirt I can't wait to see her I re-read her letter I'm a little better I'll wait at the airport I haven't told her She's cut her hair short |