I'm staring at him
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But I forget to pick my face up off the floor, ooooh
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We're in a crowd, but it feels like we're alone, ooooh
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Oh my god he just looked at me
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And I just wanna tell him something that he's never heard, oooh
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But my lips won't let me tell him, tell him
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I would say this
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But maybe, maybe in another life
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I could be the girl who walks up to the guy
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And tells him, tells him how she feels inside
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But, not tonight, no not tonight
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What if he walks towards me
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While all the blood is rushing right to my brain
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What am I gonna say, what am I gonna say
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I may stop breathing and freeze cuz
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That's the story of my life
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Wouldn't it be crazy
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If he felt, how I felt, overwhelmed and terrified
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But he took my hand
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And he took his chance, can I have this dance
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If only we were in a Cinderella story
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Maybe, maybe in another life
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I could be the girl who walks up to the guy
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And tells him, tells him how she feels inside
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But, not tonight, no not tonight
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Who would I be
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To make my feelings known
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I need a little audacity but it's not in my bones
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I'm standing here, paralyzed
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Broken hearted, I could die, ooooohh
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I'm staring at him
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But I forget to pick my face up off the floor
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I look like a fool
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And even though I do
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I only wanna tell him that I love him more, more
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Maybe, maybe in another life
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I would be the girl who walks up to the guy
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And say hey my name is Elle
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And I think you're kinda fly
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But not tonight, not tonight, tonight
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Maybe, maybe in another life
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I would be the girl who walks up to the guy
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And tells him, tells him how she feels inside
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But not tonight, not tonight
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Not Tonight
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| Elle Varner |
