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Stephen Bishop

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I watch her through revolving doors
Through the windows of trains
On the stairway to the second floor
On crowded street covered with rain
She rushes by and i call out her name

Somehow she disappears

So i wait for her by the cafe light
Where strangers meet
At the end of the night
And i wait for her to come to me
The girl in the orange sweater

She accidentally took my seat
Pulled off her white gloves
I was captured by the look on her face
A masterpiece of beauty and grace

Just travelers passing the time

So i wait for her by the cafe light
Where she missed her train and we talked all night
And i wait for her to come back to me
The girl in the orange sweater
The girl in the orange sweater

And when i close my eyes i see
A cold and lonely world if shes not there with me

And i wait for her to come back to me
The girl in the orange sweater

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