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I sang the song slowly |
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As she stood in the shadows |
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She stepped to the light |
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As my silver strings spun |
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She called with her eyes |
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To the tune I's a-playin' |
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But the song it was long |
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And I'd only begun |
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Through a bullet of light |
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Her face was reflectin' |
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The fast fading words |
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That rolled from my tongue |
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With a long-distance look |
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Her eyes was on fire |
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But the song it was long |
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And there was more to be sung. |
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My eyes danced a circle |
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Across her clear outline |
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With her head tilted sideways |
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She called me again |
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As the tune drifted out |
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She breathed hard through the echo |
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But the song it was long |
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And it was far to the end |
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I glanced at my guitar |
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And played it pretendin' |
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That of all the eyes out there |
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I could see none |
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As her thoughts pounded hard |
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Like the pierce of an arrow |
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But the song it was long |
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And it had to get done |
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As the tune finally folded |
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I laid down the guitar |
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Then looked for the girl |
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Who'd stayed for so long |
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But her shadow was missin' |
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For all of my searchin' |
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So I picked up my guitar |
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And began the next song |
