| Song | Sidney |
| Artist | VFSix |
| Album | Vf's World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I can't call you | |
| Can you pick up the phone? | |
| I can't call you | |
| Can’t you make it on your own? | |
| I can't call you | |
| You can call up to my friends | |
| They would tell you | |
| They ain’t up to my defense. | |
| All you said were lies | |
| Just say good-bye | |
| And never try | |
| To make me hurt again | |
| To make me feel again… | |
| No way… | |
| No game… | |
| Nor fail | |
| From Sidney, away | |
| (Out of Sidney away) | |
| I can't see you | |
| You so far from my place | |
| I can't see you | |
| There’s nothing ever to face… | |
| I can't see you | |
| And I walk out the door | |
| My heart is crowded | |
| With my hidden hope. |
| I can' t call you | |
| Can you pick up the phone? | |
| I can' t call you | |
| Can' t you make it on your own? | |
| I can' t call you | |
| You can call up to my friends | |
| They would tell you | |
| They ain' t up to my defense. | |
| All you said were lies | |
| Just say goodbye | |
| And never try | |
| To make me hurt again | |
| To make me feel again | |
| No way | |
| No game | |
| Nor fail | |
| From Sidney, away | |
| Out of Sidney away | |
| I can' t see you | |
| You so far from my place | |
| I can' t see you | |
| There' s nothing ever to face | |
| I can' t see you | |
| And I walk out the door | |
| My heart is crowded | |
| With my hidden hope. |
| I can' t call you | |
| Can you pick up the phone? | |
| I can' t call you | |
| Can' t you make it on your own? | |
| I can' t call you | |
| You can call up to my friends | |
| They would tell you | |
| They ain' t up to my defense. | |
| All you said were lies | |
| Just say goodbye | |
| And never try | |
| To make me hurt again | |
| To make me feel again | |
| No way | |
| No game | |
| Nor fail | |
| From Sidney, away | |
| Out of Sidney away | |
| I can' t see you | |
| You so far from my place | |
| I can' t see you | |
| There' s nothing ever to face | |
| I can' t see you | |
| And I walk out the door | |
| My heart is crowded | |
| With my hidden hope. |