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When I phone you night and day
I get no reply, no reply
I keep writing those letters and send them away
To get no reply, no reply

No reply oh, can't
name

You don't reply
She don't reply
But please reply

I'm fallin', fallin' in love again
I got no solution, don't know your name
I'm hoping
Talk to me, you never talk to me.
Ooh, it seems that I can speak.
I can hear my voice shoutin' out.

But there's no reply at all.

Look at me,
Talk to me, you never talk to me
Ooh,and it seems that I can speak
Well, I can hear my voice shoutin' out
But there's no reply at all

Look at me,
Slow
There
Reply
Toil
No need to go on
Do I need to go on?


Slow
Lie
Endure
Recline
In a separate time
On a different plane
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing ov'r the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains

Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria
Every fool has a rainbow and the rule replies to me

And every fool has a rainbow that only he can see
Every fool has a rainbow and the rule replies
Angels we have on heard high
Sweetly singing o've the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echo back their joyous strains

Oh, oh, oh, Gloria in
Every fool has a rainbow and the rule replies to me

And every fool has a rainbow that only he can see
Every fool has a rainbow and the rule replies
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter
reply.

The sun went down and the crowd went home
I was left by the roadside all alone
I turned to speak as they went by
But this was the time of no
Summer was gone and the heat died down
And Autumn reached for her golden crown
I looked behind as I heard a sigh
But this was the time of no reply
Talk to me, you never talk to me.
Ooh, it seems that I can speak.
I can hear my voice shoutin' out.

But there's no reply at all.
Look at me,
Lo-cha-hey!

The saints are coming
The saints are coming
I say no matter how I try
I realize there's no reply
The saints are coming
The saints are coming
I say
speak are bugging me 

Out on a limb 
With no reply 
Brain, pain 
Out on a limb 
With no reply 

Heard about your trip 
In the Bahamas 
Wrote
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing over the plains
And the mountains in reply,
Echoing their joyous strains.
Glo-ori-a
In excelsis
Talk to me, you never talk to me.
Ooh, it seems that I can speak.
I can hear my voice shoutin' out.

But there's no reply at all.

Look at me, you
Will that look be your only reply 
You lower your head in reply 
Here it is white and full like a pale ghost across the sky 
And here it is
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Gloria in excelsis deo
This happened once before
When I came to your door
No reply
They said it wasn't you
But I saw you peep through
Your window
I saw the light
I
reply I lied a bit 

And said I did not know
Now Jim McCall he was meek and small
And to become a man
He'd have to build himself up tall 

With
Angel we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plain
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strain

Gloria
In excellsis deo
Gloria
In
This happened once before
When I came to your door
No reply
They said it wasn't you
But I saw you peep through
Your window
I saw the light
I
move and sway
When the wandering music dies
They hear him feebly say

"Oh huntsman, Rody, blow the horn
Make the hills reply
I cannot blow upon my

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