In a crowd of a thousand
You are the one
My eyes find first.
When the lights are dimmed
To me, you shine
No differently from a star
In the buzzing of a crowd
Your voice rings
And I turn to find you
And even when you're distracted
You make me stop and notice
But to you,
I'm just another face
Another dimmed out soul
Another voice
That adds to the buzzing
But I cant help but hope
That one day
When I'm not noticing
You'll look around
And search for me.
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 2:25 AM UTC
In a crowd of a thousand
You are the one
My eyes find first.
When the lights are dimmed
To me, you shine
No differently from a star
In the buzzing of a crowd
Your voice rings
And I turn to find you
And even when you're distracted
You make me stop and notice
But to you,
I'm just another face
Another dimmed out soul
Another voice
That adds to the buzzing
But I cant help but hope
That one day
When I'm not noticing
You'll look around
And search for me.
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