And the World Forgot About Me One More Time
I saw you in a magazine today
Half a smile, miles away
And though I know you're busy doing all the things you wanna do
I keep thinking about you
Driving through town
In the morning
Looking at the faces in the lonely crowds
I think you must have seen my mail by now
I guess you don't care about me anymore
Too much time has passed in your mind
You pretend, I fake a smile
We're only talking once in a while
I sit on a park bench
Looking for you
But it's all in vain, asking all those people with my broken French
Tell me this isn't true
Coffee shop at midnight
One last stop before I'm home
Headlights on
I'm hoping you'd make it this time
My key opens the door
You're not there, you're not mine
I fall to the floor
And the world forgot about me one more time
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