Mindweaver - Yoko Ono
    He was a mindweaver
    Always on the phone
    Telling me all sorts of
    Hurt of his own

    Although his voice
    Was sweet to me
    I wondered if we could
    Ever be

    He was a mindbeater
    Always on the phone
    Telling me all sorts of
    What I did wrong

    Although his voice
    Was sweet to me
    I wondered if we could
    Ever be

    He was a mindbender
    Always on the phone
    Telling me all sorts of
    Dreams he had sewn

    Although his voice
    Was sweet to me
    I wondered if we could
    Ever be

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