If I'm catching your eye
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it was an accident
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If I looked at you strange
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it's not what I meant
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I wanted to talk
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but you're occupied
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I tried to explain
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but I'm tongue-tired
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I wait in the wings again
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'til you find me out
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what is a hold-up?
|
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Uh, uh uh uh
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I'm not following you
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Uh, uh uh uh
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Walking this way, too
|
Uh, uh uh uh
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I've had enough of dreaming
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And all my dreams are you
|
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If I sat next to you
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that wasn't my intend
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And if my hand falls on yours
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it was coincident
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I'd say in the room
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until you're gone
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I'd switch to the chair
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that you sat on
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I'd sit there alone, again
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'til you find me out
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what is the hold-up?
|
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Uh, uh uh uh
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I'm not following you
|
Uh, uh uh uh
|
Walking this way, too
|
Uh, uh uh uh
|
See I've had enough of dreaming
|
And all my dreams are you
|
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I wish you wouldn't notice me
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If not now eventually
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Then I wouldn't have to follow you around,
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hunt you down, hunt you down
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hunt you down
|
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Promise we'll get along
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if you talk to me
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We'll tell each other
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our stories and perfectley
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and perfecltey
|
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I wanted to talk
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but you're occupied
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I tried to explain
|
but I'm tongue-tired
|
I wait in the wings again
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'til you find me out
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say, what is a hold-up?
|
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Uh, uh uh uh
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I'm not following you
|
Uh, uh uh uh
|
Walking this way, too
|
Uh, uh uh uh
|
I've had enough of dreaming
|
And all my dreams are you
|
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Not Following
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| Lena Meyer-Landrut |
