I know that...
I'll never be able to see his face in my real life.
I'll never be able to stay with him evertime, everyday.
I'll never be able to hug him when i'm scared.
I'll never be able to holding his hand.
I'll never be able to see him played his bass.
I'll never be able to listen him sing me to sleep.
It's so sad, it's hurt..
Because i know,
Yeah, i'm just another girl in the crowded place.
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