Texty: Delta Goodrem. All Out Of Love (Prologue).

SOPHIE
I'm lying alone with my head on the phone
Thinking of you till it hurts
I know you hurt too but what else can we do
Tormented and torn apart
I wish I could carry your smile and my heart
For times when my life feels so low
It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring

When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know:
Sam Carmichael:
Bill Austin
And Harry Bright:
Good luck.