2006/Nov/26

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Each time i see
a crowd of people.
Just like a fool,
I stop and stare.
It's really not a proper thing to do
But maybe you'll be there.
I go out walking after midnight.
Along the lonely thoroughfair
It's not the time or place
to look for you
but maybe you'll be there
you said your arms would always hold me
you said your lips were mine alone to kiss
now after all those things you told me
how could it end
like this.
Someday if all my prayers are answered.
I'll hear a footstep on the stair
with anxious heart
i'll hurry to the door
and maybe you'll
be there.
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Maybe you'll be there by diana krall


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