I remember summer 1993
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She was tall and blonde and tan and man, she was all in love with me
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She started talkin' 'bout our future and it scared me half to death
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So I ran away but to this day her memory takes my breath
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You should've seen her smile
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You should've heard her laugh
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And oh the way her eyes would dance
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When she brushed her hair back
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[Chorus]
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She could've been mine
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She would've been in another place and time
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And now and then I go there in my mind
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She would've been
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She should've been
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She could've been mine
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Home for the holidays, a friend's party New Year's Eve
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I turned around and found familiar blue eyes staring back at me
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A little girl came runnin' up and took her by the hand
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And a memory in miniature said, "Mommy, who's that man?"
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You should've seen her little smile
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You should've heard her little laugh
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Oh the way her eyes just danced
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When she brushed her hair back
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[Repeat Chorus]
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She Could've Been Mine
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Keith Anderson |