She's
standing at the other side
With
long hair on her shoulder
She
looks into my eyes
She
smiles sweetly
But
I am on the other side
I
wish I can run over there
I
can only smile back
The
opportunity goes to the wind
By
the time I turn around
She
has gone with the crowd
Into
the sea of people in a crowded street
I
search around I find nothing only her smile
With
a forlorn look I walk back
The
day turns a different tune
Then
I hear a voice by my side
“Are
you looking for me?”
She's
standing at my side
With
long hair on her shoulder
She
looks into my eyes
She
smiles sweetly
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