| I saw you in the crowd
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| I saw you singing out loud
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| The people were swaying
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| The band was playing
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| Something real loud
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| I couldn’t hear one word
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| Screams were all that I heard
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| But I saw her face
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| I saw her eyes
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| I saw His grace
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| In the dark’ning skies
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| I saw you raise your hand
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| Stretching out to the band
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| You reach exceeding your grasp
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| On the beach from the whale
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| Comes one last gasp
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| Meet me in my hotel room
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| Meet me just for fun
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| And I will not be boring
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| Some things I been storing
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| Inside to show someone like you
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| A few friends just stopped by
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| I think they wanted to get high
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| But it wasn’t you
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| Who they led me to
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| So I bid them all good-bye
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| I probably would forget
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| This episode of regret
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| So I wrote this song
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| So when you sing along
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| I hope my message you will get
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| Meet me in my hotel room
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| Oh, meet me just for fun
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| And you will not be boring
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| Something you been storing
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| Inside to show someone like me |