BUILDING/APT. LIGHT

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BUILDING/APT. LIGHT

     Every night, I sit outside your building in my car.

    A light, that ahines bright.

   I can't ignore, there's another guy at the door.  I see it's not me.

     I look up the tower,  All those guys have the power.

    Those guys make me want to cry.

     A love for you it's true, I can't hide.

     Seeing you with another makes me so blue.

     We're so near, yet so far.

     I sing a blues song,

     How much I long.

     I want it to be me.

It makes me want to cry, that visiting you is some other guy.

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