| He watches her from behind
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| As she walks across the floor
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| Doesn’t move, no But his eyes caress her shoulders
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| While the coffee he bought gets cold
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| He watches her from behind
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| So she knows and she won’t turn
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| But her hands shake
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| It’s a shame she won’t see the smile he wears
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| Cause it’s only for her he smiles
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| I guess I knew from the start
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| He wouldn’t play the main part
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| I guess I knew all along
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| He would appear in this song
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| Pretending this is a film
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| Now a close-up on her neck
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| And some soft lights
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| But the film will no reveal her voice
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| Cause this script doesn’t have any lines
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| I guess I knew from the start
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| He wouldn’t play the main part
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| I guess I knew all along
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| He would appear in this song
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| He watches her from behind
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| While her girlfriend gives advice
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| Doesn’t listen
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| But her mind’s obsessed with one desire
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| How she wants him to see her face
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| He watches her from behind
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| And that’s all there’ll ever be And don’t blame her
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| Another life or some other cafe
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| And they just might have found a way
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| I guess I knew from the start
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| He wouldn’t play the main part
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| I guess I knew all along
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| He would appear in this song |