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AEach time I see a crowd of pE7eople, E7 E7
F#mJust like a F#mfoolE, I stop and sC#tare; F#7
Bm7It's really F7not the pE7roper tAhing to F#7do,
BmBut maybe yD7ou'll be thE7ere. F7 E7
AI go out walking after mE7idnight E7 E7
F#mAlong a F#mloneEly thoroughC#fare; F#7
Bm7It's not the F7time or E7place to lAook for F#7you,
Bm7But maybe D7you'll bE7e thD7ere. A
YAou said youFdimr arms would always hold me, A6 A
You said your lFips were mine aloF#7ne to kiBmss; Bm7
Now after D7all those thinD7gs you toldA me, F#7
B7How could itB7 enFd like tF7his? E7
ASomeday if all my prayers are aE7nswered, E7 E7
F#mI'll hear a F#mfootEstep on the C#stair; F#7
Bm7With anxious hF7eart, I'll E7hurry Ato the dF#7oor,
BmAnd maybe yD7ou'll be therE7e. F7 E7
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ASomeday if all my prayers are E7answered, E7 E7
F#mI'll hear a fF#mootsEtep on the C#stair; F#7
Bm7With anxious hF7eart, I'll hE7urry Ato the dF#7oor, and D9maybe you'Bm7ll be thE7ere. A F#7
D9And maybe yE7ou'll be tAhere, Fdim maybe you'll bE7e theA9re.
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