| I saw you,
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| With that ribbon in your hair
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| Think that I began to stare,
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| Maybe I’ll love you for a while.
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| A stranger, has a table in a place
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| And the really pretty face
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| I wonder what happends
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| When you smile
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| I might never be your hero,
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| Never been one to fight
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| But that don’t mean that
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| I can’t be your valentine
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| And I can’t be your savior either
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| Couldn’t even if I’d try
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| But I, I think that I could be
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| Someone you like.
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| Baby, I’ll treat you right
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| Reading,
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| In a coffe shop we shared,
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| Hidding shy behind my hair
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| Watching our movie in my mind
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| I promise, promise not to fly away,
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| Make a story 'bout today
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| C’mon, give me a try
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| No, I might never stop your sorrow,
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| Fix you up, good eyes new
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| That don’t mean that I can’t hold
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| Your hand in mine
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| I might never say «I'm sorry»
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| Even if I done you wrong,
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| But I think that I could be
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| Someone you like
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| Baby, I’ll treat you right
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| I might never be your hero,
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| But I think I’d like to try,
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| And the way you look at me
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| Is your reply
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| Got a lot to learn about me,
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| Maybe you could start tonight |
| 'Cause I think that I could be
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| Someone you like
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| Baby, I’ll treat you right |