Camaromance - Your Fridge and I, the Insomniac

It’s in your machine, where I still believe

Woke up at dawn, no one around, only a groan
I felt all alone, in my old home, without a phone

It’s in your machine, where I still believe
It’s in your machine, where I still believe

Sound filled the room, just like a tomb, thick as a fume
I felt all alone, in my old home, without a phone

It’s in your machine, where I still believe
It’s in your machine, where I still believe

Written by:
Baang Christian, Groulx Martine, Patrick Watson, Serge Pelletier

Publisher:
Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Évangeline/APEM

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