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She's a beauty from a small town
And everybody knew her
She didn't care for what she'd seen
All her life were pretty pictures
Nothing could be better
A frame of glass protects her dreams
My mind's designed like paisley
Unwind the vines and set me free
Confidence is comforting
This is what she said to me
"Call me when you're famous
Don't forget to write
Smile for the cameras
Sign your name in lights
Call me when you're famous"
We would talk about the weather
And watch it through the window
A change of mood for us to see
All she had she took for granted
Never seemed to notice
I wore my heart upon my sleeve
I know someday she'll be ok she'll be fine
I'll make my way along the highway in my own time
So now I see the world without her
I put it in a letter
A play on words for her to read
When I'm in love I fail to focus
It often makes me wonder
Will I recall these scattered scenes?
I wonder where I'll be in twenty years
How long it takes for me to find her
One day I'll wake up in a memory
I'd call but I'll leave it in a postcard
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