Every night I stand there in the crowd and watch him playing
So turned on by his love song that I wish he only knew
If he played me like he played his old guitar he’s always strumming
Ran his fingers through my hair I’d play a love song too
If he looked up for a moment then I know he’d realise
See me there and read the message written in my eyes
If he played me like he played that old guitar he’s always strumming
And ran his fingers through my hair I’d play a love song too
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