| There’s an empty front porch rocking chair, and a rusty old tin roof
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| A lonely silence fills the air, but I can still feel you
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| Cars and trucks all slow down just to stare at me
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| I’ll smile and wave because I know they don’t see
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| This whole town must think I’m crazy
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| 'Cause I can feel you all on my skin
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| But to them, it’s only the wind
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| And I can feel the warmth of your touch
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| But to them it’s just another noon day sun
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| I know how bad you wanna be here now
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| When I look up and see those tear drops coming down
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| I look around and think «What a shame, they think it’s just the rain»
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| I can hear you whisper when the leaves fall to the ground
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| I can see you smiling through a rainbow in the clouds
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| How someone could be so close and still so far away
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| Guess they’ll never understand and I just can’t explain
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| Yeah, I know it sounds insane
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| But I can feel you all on my skin
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| But to them, it’s only the wind
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| And I can feel the warmth of your touch
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| But to them it’s just another noon day sun
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| I know how bad you want to be here now
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| When I look up and see those tear drops coming down
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| I look around and think «What a shame, they think it’s just the rain»
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| I swear it’s almost like you never went anywhere
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| I know how bad you want to be here now
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| When I look up and see those tear drops falling down
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| I still look around, think «What a shame, they think it’s just the rain» |