Here I am, again, alone, in a crowded room . . .
No one here I see. No one here but me, in this crowded room, alone, with you on my mind.
I can't help but wonder, if you're thinking of me? Are you looking for me when I'm not there in a crowded room alone with you?
And still I wonder, do you smile at me, when you're thinking of me, if you're thinking of me, when you're alone in a crowded room?...............:|
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