Swarms of people they move in every direction
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Some eyes they wander while others are just glued to their feet
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And how I wonder what goes on behind those eyes,
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There are lives, growing older and they¡¯re growing wise
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So amazed by all the many different faces,
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Searching for traces of emotion wondering places they have been
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And on occasion, someone will take a look at me,
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But do they see a unique person, or am I part of a vast sea
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Chorus:
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Sing me your song, solve my mystery
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I wont do you no harm, just wanted to see
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REPEAT
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That you¡¯re a person just like me
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They are they background of your everyday situation
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Look all around you start to wonder really who these people are
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They might be watching, wondering quite the same of you
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So break this auto pilot path and try to start something new
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Chorus
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People
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Kina Grannis |