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i see you sit inside a locket

got your focus locked in

recognize this picture

been one been taken



i hear you say it's time to go home

got your focus honed in

gonna spend the night by the phone

waiting for a call



which may come, and may not

you're sure it is

probably will tonight but

people come and go

stick with the things that stay,



so that they stay



there's time for him or her

and there's time to play with us



it's time to play

we want to stay



i see you lay inside your hammock

got your web strung patient

recognize what's passing

miss us we're leaving



and someday we'll all move on

got all forced out of your head

gonna spend your life by the thought

wond'ring where'd it go?



which may come, and may not

i'm sure of this

certainly wait tonight but

people come and go

stick with the things that stay,



so that they stay



there's time for him or her

and there's time to play with us



it's time to play

we want to stay



we want to stay



don't make us go

and wait so long

and when he or she is gone

you'll pick up the phone



say you're bored

insult us all

or the ring will go

and go and go..



we're not toys in a toybox

a locket can be a lockbox

and the song in the music box

is one we sang together