I saw her but I didn't see her
While some woman gave a sermon of peace
She was standing next to me
I now wonder Why I couldn't see
I thought of her once again
Sitting on the Edge of the World
And wished her to be there
And it was her voice that I heard
I saw her later on the stage
When she was a backing dancer
Then she reminded me of a song
That I wanted to hear for long
We sat next to a half-empty road
Her head resting on my shoulder
And the stray kisses that she planted
And all I wanted was to hold her
When we walk together
And I take her hand in mine
I know I never wanna let go
And I wish to stop time
A self proclaimed master of words
Now they are hard to come
A feeling few words do justice to
But in time I'll find some
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