| She used to watch him from afar
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| She used to dream about him
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| And she’d wish upon a star
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| That one day he’d want her for his own
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| Throw caution to the wind
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| And with a grin
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| He’d take her home
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| She’s something of a dreamer
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| Something of a fool
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| Something of a heartbreak
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| When she gives her heart to you
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| And she used to hear his voice at night
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| A sweet whisper from the shadows
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| Dancing with the backporch light
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| And she used to feel him in the wind
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| His warm breath upon her neck
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| And goosebumps up and down her skin
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| She’s something of a dreamer
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| Something of a fool
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| Something of a heartbreak
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| When she gives her heart to you
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| Well she should have known by now
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| But that’s the foolish part of her
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| She should have seen somehow
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| But a dreamer’s never cured
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| When heartbreak fast approaches
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| When a love ain’t truly love
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| He promised wine and roses
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| And she thought that was enough
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| She’s something of a dreamer
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| Something of a fool
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| Something of a heartbreak
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| When she gives her heart to you |