| I was running late again, picking up a few things
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| And there you were on isle 13.
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| I felt that old rush, when you saw me you blushed
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| Like you did when you were sweet sixteen.
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| They said you looked lost on the dancefloor,
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| With a lonely look in your eyes.
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| Don’t know why I didn’t show, to this day I still don’t know
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| For once I wish I hadn’t thought twice.
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| Then your folks split up and you moved to Colorado,
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| And I headed out to Tennessee.
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| Heard you got married and you moved back home,
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| Here we are again, you and me.
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| It’s no surprise the light in your little girl’s eyes,
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| Shines like the ring on your hand.
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| Annie, I owe you a dance.
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| Don’t the years fly by in the blink of an eye,
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| Yeah loves, I’ve had a few.
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| I’ve been a million places and I’ve seen a million faces,
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| But I couldn’t stop thinking 'bout you.
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| Remember how we’d talk for hours, keeping each other’s secrets,
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| Made a promise I’d take you to homecoming,
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| But Annie I didn’t keep it.
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| Almost called you up, when I played in Boulder,
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| But I thought I’d just let it be.
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| Heard you found yourself a real good man,
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| Do you ever think of you and me?
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| It’s no surprise the light in your little girl’s eyes,
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| Shines like the ring on your hand.
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| Annie, I owe you a dance.
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| So put your groceries in the basket, I’m so sorry, now I’m asking
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| Like I should have twenty years ago.
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| And I know it’s all over, I’m just looking for some closure,
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| And there’s a song on the radio.
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| You give me your hand and we start to dance,
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| The cashier gives us a smile.
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| As you turn and walk away, I hear your little girl say
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| «Momma, who was that guy?»
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| I shouldn’t be surprised, the forgiveness in your eyes,
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| Gave me a second chance.
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| Annie, thanks for the dance. |