Are You Out There?

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I dream of your dark dark eyes
And wonder about the warmth in my chest
I see the stories and the tabloids
And like all of my kind we scoff
How can that ever happen?

Are you out there somewhere?
Looking up at the same sky, treading the same earth
Wondering about the words in my mouth
The flutters in our hearts
Are you out there somewhere?

I could walk on forever, trying to keep my head down
Honestly it's not too hard to stay this way
I can just stay quiet and quick
To escape the nets of dooming love
Perhaps this makes my life easier

But are you out there?
Looking for me in the smiles of your friends
Grasping for the warmth in another hand
Maybe the moon is playing tricks on our eyes
But are you out there?

Maybe one day we will meet
And like all stories we begin unknowingly
But then we will one day realize
That we are right here
Holding onto each other

For now I'll bide my time
I'll play a game of counting the minutes
But I'm always wondering

Are you out there
waiting for me?

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