| When I’m walking in a crowd
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| I try to hear your voice
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| People talking much to loud
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| It doesn’t leave me with much choice
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| Then I look up and see a little girl crying
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| She really misses her dad
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| On the other side I see a young man sighing
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| He wants to cut out all the bad
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| To the one who is so special
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| From the one who is so blind
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| And the thought of being with you
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| Will never leave my mind
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| And when I go to bed at night
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| I see you laughing in the light
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| So get up to make some tea
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| Still see your face it’s hurting me
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| Turn on the TV there’s another girl crying
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| Her house got blown away
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| Her brother can’t be found and her mother lies dying
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| It’s all these things that make me say
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| To the one who is so special
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| From the one who is so blind
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| And the thought of being with you
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| Will never leave my mind
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| To the one who is so special
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| From the one who is so blind
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| And the thought of being with you
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| Will never leave my mind
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| To the one who is so special
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| From the one who is so blind
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| And the thought of being with you
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| Will never leave my mind |