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And whoever that man I love is, he will be sitting in the audience.
Our eyes will connect for the slightest second We'll remember
We don't have to be here much longer. You and I, we will soon go somewhere else.
I'll feel a shot of warmth in me. like a dying fire that with one breath he can keep aglow.
I know that no matter how many faces are in a crowd, I'll find his.
I'll find his.