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Every now and then I think I see you
Walking on the far side of the street
Try to catch your eye like we were classmates
You’ll look at me like you never knew me
But I’ll keep staring, paralyzed or something
'Til I think of how to look away
Pretend I’m just some dumb, distracted weirdo
Pretend I know someone standing behind you
Pretend I know someone standing behind you
Pretend I know someone standing behind you
But I’ve got too much going on to wait