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Mar 20
Well I looked in the mirror
Hoping to see a friendly face
He was a stranger like me
In an unfamiliar place

I said "hello how are you doing"
He said "I won't tell you no lies
I don't know who I am anymore"
And I started to cry

Cause I'm standing here
Talking to myself again
Turning to another stranger
Trying to find a friend
Good Lord I don't know what I'm doing
God knows I've tried
But it looks like more elevator talk
Between him and I

I saw that man again today
Standing in a puddle on a stormy day
I asked him what he's doing Why he's out in the rain
He said the drops on his face helps him hide the pain

Cause I'm standing here
Talking to myself again
Turning to another stranger
Trying to find a friend
Good Lord I don't know what I'm doing
God knows I've tried
But it looks like more elevator talk
Between him and I
Hank Love
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Hank Love  27/M/Borger, Texas
(27/M/Borger, Texas)   
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