| I’m in a room full of people, hanging on one person’s breath.
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| We would all vote him most likely to be loved to death.
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| I hope he still wants it, but it might remind him of when,
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| he aimed for the bulls eye and hit it nine times out of ten.
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| That one time his hand slipped, and I saw the dart sail away.
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| I don’t know where it landed, but I’m guessing between green and gray.
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| We thought nothing of it, but it still haunts him like a ghost.
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| With all eyes upon him, except two that matter the most.
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| He says «Green is the color everyone sees al around me.
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| Gray is the color I see around her, and she’s just a blur.»
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| The more the corwd cheers, the less I can hear
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| and they don’t really care what I play. |
| It might be for her.
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| But for now it’s between green and gray.
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| We paid and we cheered. |
| Now we’re gone and to us that feels right.
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| But for him every one of those evenings turns into a night.
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| With another hotel room where he lays awake to pretend
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| that he’s doing fine with his notebook and discman for friends.
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| He says «Green is the color everyone sees al around me.
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| Gray is the color I see around her, and she’s just a blur.»
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| Night after night what I hear, what I write fills the room
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| and my head starts to sway. |
| It might be for her,
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| but for now it’s between green and gray.
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| I want you to love me, he whispers, unable to speak.
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| And he wonders aloud why feelings so strong make the body so weak.
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| Then he awoke. |
| Now he’s scared to death somebody heard.
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| If it was you, and you know her, please don’t say a word. |