| If you’ll step inside this great glass elevator
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| It’ll take us up above the city lights
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| To where the planet curves away to the equator
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| I want to show you something fine
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| You can see the roads that we all traveled just to get here
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| A million minuscule decisions in a line
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| Why they brought us to this moment isn’t clear
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| But that’s all right, we’ve got all night
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| Could it be that the many roads
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| You took to get here
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| Were just for me to tell this story
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| And for you to hear this song
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| And your many hopes
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| And your many fears
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| Were meant to bring you here all along
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| So if you’ll trust me with your time I’ll spend it wisely
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| I will sing to you with all I have to give
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| If you traveled all this way, then I will do my best to play
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| My biggest hits (that don’t exist)
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| And if you’ll lend to me your ear I’ll sing 'em pretty
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| I will never, ever sing 'em out of tune
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| And I will not forget the words
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| Of any chorus, bridge, or verse
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| I promise you
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| Could it be that the many roads
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| You took to get here
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| Were just for me to tell this story
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| And for you to hear this song
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| And your many hopes
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| And your many fears
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| Were meant to bring you here all along
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| We’ve got Benjamin to play the grand piano
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| If we’re lucky it’s a little out of tune
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| We’ve got Andy on the guitar 'cause I promised him
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| Some Texas barbecue
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| How I love to watch you listen to the music
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| 'Cause you sing to me a music of your own
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| As I cast out all these lines, so afraid that I will find
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| I am alone, all alone
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| Could it be that the many roads
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| I took to get here
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| Were just for you to tell that story
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| And for me to hear that song
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| And my many hopes
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| And my many fears
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| Were meant to bring me here all along
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| We were meant to be right here all along |